By:CM

*TS*

It had been hours since the woman left, and only a after the door closed were there any noises. Silence surrounded Mason as he sat in the small room- unsure what to do. He sat there, his forehead on his knees. He then heard scratching noises- the sound of something scraping against the walls and door. It annoyed Mason- making him cover his ears. The sounds got louder and louder- then stopped abruptly. He uncovered his ears, looking up. He jumped back as soon as he saw the door was wide open- the woman peeking into the room. But he hadn't heard the door open. She was just peeking in around the small corner. It scared Mason- he wanted to cry. But he couldn't he just stood there, the old lady's eyes locked on his petrified eyes. It felt like something like several minutes before she pulled out of view quickly- but leaving the door open.

Mason hesitated before crawling towards the opening. Light. The sun shined into the shop- the woman was gone. He got up, looking around for the cage he had seen. He saw the puppet he saw from before hanging from strings in front of the display window, her eyes closed. "Had I imagined the doll speaking to me....?" he whispered, wondering if he was going crazy.

Mason shook the thought away before running to the door- it was unlocked. He swung it open before sprinting up the ally he had came in from. He sprinted to his house- unsure what he was gonna tell his mom. He passed Agetha, Henry, and Chloe who were standing near the donut shop. He accidentally shoved Henry over, making him fall to the ground. "Ow!" he groaned holding his bruised knee.

"Henry! Are you okay??" Chloe exclaimed, helping him up.

"Something just shoved me to the ground!" Henry exclaimed, the 3 of them looking around to see who pushed him- no one in sight.

Agetha however, noticed Chloe and Henry kept looking right past Mason. He waved his arms trying to catch their attention. "I-I'm sorry- I didn't mean to. Hello? Guys??"

"Hm." Agetha watched as he frantically sprinted out of the town and down the sidewalk.

*TS*

Claire sat on the couch, tissues on her lap. Judith sat on the ground in front of her, looking up at her mom. She touched Claire's wet cheek with her small infant hand as Claire dabbed her nose with a tissue. Mason burst into the house to see his mom crying, "Mom!" he exclaimed, running over.

She stayed sitting on the couch, not seeing Mason. "Bah bah..?" Judith babbled, as her mom continued to sob.

Mason gasped when two police officers walked down the steps, approaching his mom. "I'm sorry ma'am. We have no leads where your son could've gone.. what are you and his recent visits?"

"Well... s-so far... Frances Fazbear's Pizzeria.. but I don't think--"

"Let's go." the cop told his partner.

"W-What? N-No! He had nothing to do with this- I swear!" Claire exclaimed, standing and running out after them with Judith in her arms.

"Mom. What's wrong..?" Mason asked his mother- only to have her walk right past him. "Is this about earlier..? I'm sorry I was being so stingy..." he whispered slowly putting his hand on her shoulder.

She jumped a bit, looking around before quickly following the police. "W-Wait!"

Mason stared, confused at why she reacted like that. Did she not hear or see him? Or is this her way of ignoring him? He decided to follow.

*TS* 

The police burst into Frances Fazbear's Pizza, Mason, and his mom following. Bethany approached them, a smile on her face. "Greetings- welcome to Frances Fazbear's--"

"Save it. Where's Mr Fazbear?" The police officer asked her, making her quiet down backing up a bit. She slowly pointed towards the large bear talking to one of the customers. She watched nervously as the police officer, pulled out their guns.

"Thank your visit- do come again~" Frances called as the customer walked away with their family.

"Mr Fazbear your under arrest for suspicion of killing Ms Jones's son Mason." one of the cops said as they both pointed their guns at Frances, making him turn in shock.

"W-What??? Mason??? I don't know what your talking about-- I never leave this building!" Frances exclaimed, more shocked of Mason's 'death'.

Claire ran over, standing in front of the cop's guns- her arms out. "No! Stop!! Frances had nothing to do with my son's death! He's a sweet heart!" she exclaimed as he hid behind her.

Mason stared. Trying to take in what just happened. 

"Am I...... dead..?"