Jolene stood between her husband and Ben, unsure of what to do or say.
She was angry, sad, frightened; She was feeling all this, David sat at the edge of the pit looking like he sick and her husband didn't get up or look at them.
"I'm sorry. . . It was. . . An accident, it wasn't meant to go so far. . ."
Jolene didn't know what to say, what could she say?
Finding our her husband tormented and killed a young boy and now the father of that boy had taken her child for revenge.
"You need to tell us everything, Fredrick."

~

Back at the house, he spilled everything: From The Afton Family, Murders and happened to Oswald's Arm.
. . .
David sat there, dazed and confused, Jolene was no different but was growing paler by the second.
"So. . . Some, Yellow Rabbit Animatronic, kidnapped you, somehow took your place and only Oswald could see. . . And then Oswald saved you, and it bit him. . . You didn't think to tell anyone."
Fredrick sighed,"Would you believe me if I told you that a Yellow Rabbit Animatronic came out of that ballpit, kidnapped and took my place and then bit him?", no, but. . . David had no answer.
Fredrick looked away, a pale of Oswald's drawings of the bots. . . Beloved characters, he swore to never get his son involved with his past and yet. . .
"I don't know how he draws about them, especially when we never took him to a Freddy's but. . ."
Jolene looked up,"They went into the ballpit. So, how do we get him back.", Fredrick didn't know. . . But considering what that ballpit could do.
"I need to get to hurricane."
"Wha-"
"My hometown."

He grabbed the keys,"I'll drive to the old Afton House, knowing Mr Afton: He had to have left something there about that Ballpit.", he got in the car, looked at his wife and David,"I'll make this right. I'm sorry.", and with those words, he sped off.
. . .
"What do we do. . . What do we tell his friends. . ."
"We. . . Just tell them Oswald's sick; I'll check that pizza place for Jeff, find out anything from him."
Jolene nods, David hugs her and she finally breaks down in tears.

=

"There ya go, kid. . ."
Slowly Willaim sat him up, putting his pillow up to not hurt him.
His cast, visible was blank.
"Did he hurt his arm. . ."
Willaim nods,"I'll explain later.", Clara nods, she knelt down and had such a warm smile,"My baby boy, are feeling better.", she cupped his face with one hand, stroking his cheek,"Just. . . 'ittle tired. . . You're my mom?", Willaim nods,"Mhm.", Elizabeth peaked from behind her dad, who gave her the nod to go see him and she stood by her mom.
"Evan, hi; I'm Elizabeth, your sister."
He waved,"Hey. . . Sorry, I don't remember you. . .", Elizabeth smiled,"It's okay; I brought you something that might help.", she then helped up a golden bear, it had a purple hat and bowtie.
"He was your best friend, and always made you feel safe."
He took the bear,"Thanks. . .", "It might feel a little weird, we did put him in the wash and Mikey will come see you.", "Michael is your elder brother.", he nods, still unsure and having no memory of them.
Was he injured that badly?
"We'll let you rest, Evan."

~

"According to the doctor, Evan also had his hand in the jaw and was trying to push himself out of the jaw but ended up injuring his arm as well."
Clara nods, both herself and her husband sat in the living room, talking about the steps like if Evan would be well enough to go to school and of course talking about his amnesia.
"Do you think Michael. . ."
William sighed.
"I believe that has taught him a lesson he'll never forget. This is is last chance, and I don't wanna see his 'friends' around Evan.", Clara nods, agreeing.
She then got out a small basket and continued to stitch Foxy's head back on.

=

Fredrick pulled up to his old neighbourhood, now completely abandoned.
Windows boarded up the windows, some houses were vandalised, overgrown grass; It was a dump.
But it wasn't hard to find out which house was Afton's.
Mostly cause he's been there and also, the house had 'monster' spray painted across the building.
Entering, it was almost sad and. . . Nostalgic.
A house once filled with life, then sadness. . . Now empty, devoid of anything; It was just a shell.
He shook his head, Entering the house and making his way to the basement.

Turning the flashlight on, coughing as he was hit with dust and cobwebs.
He found Afton's office.