Lance's POV

It was just like yesterday that dad took me to his job and smiled happily as if everything was fine. Mother died during an accident when I was three, now being seven I was always with dad when I had no school and on weekends. I loved coming to work with my dad. But my father had a little secret that turned south within that one single day. "Daddy, daddy look what I got," I said as I ran up to my dad as I held the plushie of Fredbear in front of me smiling. Dad turned around and smiled as he got to his knees and messed with my golden locks and stood back up and talked to the man standing next to him who was a co-worker that my father had worked with over the years. 

Looking back at the animatronic's performing on the stage as a few kids my age cheering at the band on stage. I looked back at my father before running over to the stage and stared up at the band. There was Freddy Fazbear the bear, Bonnie the bunny, Chica the chicken. Freddy was brown, Bonnie was purple, Chica was a mixture between yellow and orange. I looked towards Pirate's cove where Foxy the pirate fox was telling silly tales of his ol' pirate days. It was to say the least funny as he would reenact his adventures sometimes and everyone would laugh at his silly gestures. Looking back where father was standing I saw a shadow looming over his eyes. Which made me worried the only time that those looming shadows would appear as if he hadn't taken his depression medicine for a few days. 

Running over to dad I tugged on his neatly tucked in shirt as he looked down. Almost immediately the looming shadows disappeared as he patted my head, "what's the matter Lance it's like you saw a ghost, buddy." His voice was soothing but there was something else there but I won't let it get to my dad's sanity. I shock my head and hugged his waist as his co-worker chuckled at him and I could hear dad teased him back. Dad patted my back as he kneeled down and gave me a twenty dollar bill and smiled. He stood up and looked over to his co-worker once more and began talking away. I looked down at the twenty dollar bill and sighed, stuffing it in my pocket for later uses. 

Going back over to the stage, I watched the animatronic's sing their next song. It's getting late due to the fact many kids were starting to leave with their parent's as I tried to search for my father, who seemly disappeared while I was watching the Fazbear gang. Then I saw what wasn't possible, Fredbear was leading a few kids my age to the backrooms. Curiosity got the better of me as I followed as well to where I suppose the safe room was at, whenever father mentioned it he shivered in disgust, most of the time. As we all piled into the room I soon recognized the kids were classmates of mine from elementary school. Fredrick Robbins, Brian Harmon, Amy Rodney, and Alex Sullivan. That were their names that's what I remembered; I was a shy kid so I didn't make friends so easily and everybody sort-of ignored me. 

The door shut hard behind me as I looked back at the door and saw the door handle was some what broken. As if it was broken just to get in here, looking back towards Fredbear I suddenly got this bad feeling and hugged the Fredbear plush as I watch Brian walk towards the wall with the poster. "Where's the cake mister?" he asked as I watch in a blink as he was stabbed. The other kids with me gasped as I watch the Fredbear take off his head and revealed......dad. That looming shadow was back again and it was darker than it has ever before this. Biting my lip as Brian slumped against the wall and stared wide eyed at my dad. My body moved on its own accord as I stood in front of Brian biting my lip as my Fredbear plushie fell to the ground in front of me.

My voice was stuck in my throat before a straggling voice that I didn't recognize as my own came from my lips, "dad please snap out of this, this isn't like you. Dad come on, you're stronger than your demons." It seemed that my voice didn't even reach him as he readied for another attack by pushing me aside. I grabbed a hold of the arm holding the knife as I struggled to keep it away from Brian as Fredrick came over to Brian and started to help him up. Dad looked in my general direction and snarled as he grabbed me and threw me to the other wall. Pain racked my body as I slumped against the wall, helpless as I watched my dad kill each and every one of them, painfully. After Fredrick was the last one to be stabbed my dad made his way over to me.

For once I feared my dad, due to the fact that his eyes were glowing purple. I had never seen this before as I looked weakly at dad watching as a sinister smile formed on his lips. Closing my eyes I expected the stabbing pain as it hit me over and over again. I felt a sudden stand still as I opened my eyes. Hot tears fell onto my checks as my blurred vision landed on dad. Tears streamed his face as the looming shadow was nowhere on his face. "Oh no, what have I done? what have I done? Lance, son, speak to me, I'm sorry I didn't know what came over me, Lance.... Lance," dad screamed as everything faded to black.

Waking up.... wait a second I should be dead. My body felt so heavy as I looked at my surroundings. It was strange I haven't even left the safe room but yet I feel something unsettling. There were the main Fazbear gang in here, they seemed to be crying. Feeling more movement in my body I sat up and lifted up my hand to my head, only to feel bear ears. A broken mirror was across from me as I looked in it. Fredbear?....... Wait I am Fredbear? But how is that possible. I was stabbed to death by my own father???..... Something shined out of the corner of my eye as I looked over to see a girl with long black hair and make-up resembling a marionette (puppet). Her bangs covered her face as she walked towards us as the others looked up from crying. 

"Hello, my sweet, sweet children," she said in a soothing motherly voice. I looked to where the one that resembled Freddy stood up, "what happened to us why aren't we dead miss?" That voice? It sounded like Fredrick's voice, but how? "My sweet child I brought you new lives as animatronic's (human) to get revenge who killed you, don't you want that my dear's," her voice got darker as she looked over to me, "first with his son then with him personally, so until he returns let's take it out on 'Golden Freddy' eh?" They all turned towards me as their eyes blackened out as white dot's appeared just like 'her' as they enclosed around me. Why do I feel like this is only the beginning of this fore-lasting nightmare?

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