Five Nights At Freddy's (Foxy x OC) Part 9

A knock on my door jolted me from my sleep. I slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My whole body was aching from sleeping on the couch. "Ugh. Note to self. This couch is not for sleeping." I yawned and thought about the strange dream that I had had.

I had been sitting at a Wendy's with my parents and my best friend, Cassie. We had just finished eating. "Hey, you want to go up to the bowling ally?"

"What? Bowling ally?" I questioned.

"Duh! They just installed one on top of Wendy's!" Cassie smiled and rolled her eyes.

My dad smiled too, the corners of his green eyes wrinkling. He was the one that I got my eyes from in the first place. "Yeah. We've all already been. After that, we can all go sacrifice some people at church."

"Oh, I'm so glad that they built that giant bottomless pit in the church. It makes disposing of the bodies that much easier!" My mom seemed excited.

"What?" I was pretty freaked out at this point.

"Oh, dear Alexa, didn't you know?" Some guy I had never seen sat beside me. He was holding a knife. His next words were drowned out by a white static noise. He raised the knife dramatically, and then...

Who ever had knocked had woken me up.

I made my way to the door and peeked through the little glass hole, the memory of the dream already fading. Once I saw who it was, I grinned and threw it open.

"Mom, Dad!"

"Hey, sweetie!" My mom wrapped her arms around me. I suppressed any sounds and tried to forget about the pain. I couldn't stop the look at anguish on my face, though.

"What happened?" My dad, a tall man with dark brown hair, asked.

"It's nothing, Dad. I already took care of everything." I looked at him, pleading with him with my eyes to not ask about it anymore.

"It is something. Why did you move back here?" My mom was worried.

"Just some bad things happening." I backed away. "It's really nothing to worry about."

Just then, my phone started going off. "Oh, that's Cassie. I have to take this."

I answered my phone as I made my way to the bathroom. "Hello?" I shut and locked the bathroom door behind me.

"Oh, thank god you answered." The tone of her voice was off. Something was wrong.

"What?" I asked, my tone worried.

"I don't have much time. I went to your house to pick up your stuff, and there was this thing just sitting there waiting for me!"

It felt like someone poured ice down my spine. I couldn't say anything.

"It was some sort of freaky fox robot! He's making me drive him up there. I stopped because I had to go to the bathroom."

"Where are you now?" I could feel panic starting to sink in.

"We're only a like an hour away! Oh, I have to go now!" Then she hung up the phone.

I rushed out of the bathroom and back to my parents. "Well, it was nice seeing you guys again!" The words spilled out of my mouth. "Now I need you to leave."

My mom began to protest, but my dad grabbed her hand and dragged her out. My dad had always been the one to be more understanding.

Once they were both gone, I threw on my favorite jacket, scribbled a quick note, and taped it to the front door.

I stepped back, nodded, and began walking.