I opened my eyes to find that I was back in my house.
"So, it really was all a dream?" I said. "I suppose that it was a nice dream."

I got up and started making dinner. Living through Five Nights At Freddy's sure makes a guy hungry.

That's when I saw something on my wrist.
"The hell?" I asked as I saw it.

On my wrist, in a child's handwriting and red ink was a message.

"Thank You!"

I looked up and held my wrist to my heart.
"You're welcome." I whispered.