"Come little one." With that, my step father picked me up in his arms and I couldn't help but lay my head on his strong shoulders. I let out a small yawn.

My step father couldn't help but chuckle. I didn't know why but I felt safe in his arms and despite my efforts I found myself slowly falling asleep.

I soon found myself in a now very familiar boiler room. Face to face with a very angry Freddy. I didn't understand. Had I done something wrong?