5 Chapter 4: The Other Vantage Point

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At that moment, the world's heart seemed to stop. For a brief moment, the world seemed to spin slower, creaking to an end. At least, that's how it felt to Lora. Her heart felt heavy, and her face was still pale, her breathing fast and her eyes terrified. There was an endless amount of fear rushing through Lora's body. She was about to walk over to it, with open arms for a thank you hug, like she did with Bonnie whenever he helped her out. If she had done that, she could've been killed. It looked so much like Freddy, and it came out of nowhere. The fear of it appearing and Lora not realizing it wasn't Freddy soon came to mind. She had to be careful. Slowly she exited the room but then dashed back in. The weird fox head was staring right at the door. It leaned inside of the room and attempted to go farther, but it was stuck. It must not have dropped down from the hole. Lora covered her mouth and nose and while it did flinch, it seemed oblivious to her presence. Slowly, it backed away from the door and she heard it hit it's head against the ceiling. Was it gone? She waited, and then bolted out to the hall. She shut the door hearing the head once again drop down. Then quickly it went back up. She opened the door again and once again closed it behind her. She noticed a keyhole and peeked out to confirm her suspicions. Sure enough, the head was now in the hole outside. It once again looked around and she even heard a sad moan as once again it went upwards.

Lora opened the door for the last time, making sure her spy was gone, and then for the last time, she closed the door behind her. Looking up to the hole the head had previously fallen through, she mustered her courage and entered the upper level, not noticing she was lacking a certain companion, who was still sitting on the desk.

The upper level was almost as dark as the rest of the wall, however, there was light coming from somewhere above. It wasn't sunlight, it was more silver than gold. No, it was something else. When she looked up to see what it was, Lora was instead caught by a floor above her. It was clear like a window and had many pieces of furniture plastered upon it, unlike where Lora was now. There was even a couch, which unlike all the other furniture was not turned over. Flowerpots were scattered, lamps were crushed, tables were smashed, and yet not only was the couch the lone survivor, but the floor didn't even have a scratch on it. Lora soon broke her gaze on the next level, but then felt a chill. She had saw something before she looked away. When she looked back, the couch was flipped and torn. The floor decayed and filled with holes. A bit of it's glass surface even fell, coming close to cutting Lora's head. She jumped back and nervously began to walk forward, realizing the other way was a dead end. Eventually she began walking faster and faster, but she still couldn't find a door or stairs. She wasn't in a loop, the furniture above kept changing, she just had to keep walking. But for how long? The path seemed to go on forever.

The path seemed to go on forever. The forest seemed to weep as the dense rain fell in the night. Leaves fell quickly onto the path, covering it completely, which made it much more pleasing to look at, especially with the stars showing a blissful blaze through the clouds, which dare not block the light show up above. Ford could barely see where he was going, but he couldn't go back. He had long since lost sight of his brother's flashlight. There was no way he'd find his way back this late at night. Waiting till daylight, wherever he was headed, would work out better. Thinking about the situation, Ford began to beat himself up. Why did he bother going to see what the light was, without his brother even? He looked around to try to find any stalking eyes, but the most he saw was a frog, not even looking at him. It was fixated on a huge fly that was much faster than it should be. Soon though, waiting for the right moment, the frog extended it's tongue and ate the fly whole. Only then did it look at Ford, tilting its head to the side. "You think I'm a dummy too, huh pal." Ford sighed. The frog leaped towards him and this caught Ford off guard. It jumped on his foot before climbing all the way up to the top of Ford's head. It then planted itself and began to rest. Ford was about to put the little frog back on it's leaf, but decided against it. For as small as it was, the strange green and red frog gave him more assurance. Something so tiny was already taking an impact on him, and he did not want to lose his new friend. "I think I'll call you Chip." He said, noticing that on it's way up, the frog had rummaged through his bag and grabbed a potato chip. The small frog croaked before going back to resting and Ford decided to go back to walking.

No longer as timid thanks to his new companion, Ford proceeded, coming across a metal door with the flickering pink and blue light he had seen directly up above. Across the door was an "Employees Only" poster with the head of Freddy Fazbear winking. Ford had heard the rumors of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, but he wasn't one for it. His brother himself said it wasn't true and his brother is never wrong. Still, as the stars left the sky and night grew darker and chipper, his knees still shook as he opened the door. It creaked as it opened, revealing a darkness only broken by a door directly forward. With a gust, the door behind Ford closed, but no footsteps. Ford pointed his flashlight around still, even using his glasses to reflect the light all around. No one was in the room, but the slam of the door had startled both Ford and Chip, who was unsure of his surroundings. Ford put back on his glasses and turned to the door. It's paint green, nearly peeled completely off. He grabbed the handle, and twisted the knob.

The door opened, and the room inside was filled with lights of a beautiful kind. Pink and blue bulbs were everywhere with egg like pictures being made as well as fields of light and seemingly real grass. Ford fought the urge to kick off his shoes. Chip looked up and was in instant awe, jumping on Ford's head constantly. "Man, you sure do like light shows huh?" Ford laughed as the frog continued it's little dance. above them were more words in a yellow light. "Bonnie's Egg Show." Ford looked at the huge field and then saw that there were actual eggs someone could hide in. He decided to look in one to prove that his brother was right. He walked up a hill to a green and grey egg which smelled a bit. If any had a body in it, this would be it. However, Ford still was sure his brother was right. His brother couldn't be more wrong though.

Inside the egg was a body, dressed in a green rabbit suit, similar to Bonnie, though it's bow-tie was only half way together and it had no tail. There were several holes in the costume revealing organs and traces of a person, the eyes the only things that were not human nor robotic, only having white dots. Chip jumped down to Ford's shoulder to get a better look at the body, and even he knew to stay away from it. He croaked and nudged Ford to try to get a response. Ford however was petrified. How could his brother lie to him? There it was, a corpse, right in front of his eyes! There was no denying it now. Those rumors were real, people DO die here, how could his brother have investigated this place and NOT found this?!? How could he lie to his little bro-... The suit began to shuffle, catching Ford's attention. Then, with no further warning, the suit jumped and grabbed Chip, attempting to shove the poor frog into its mouth. "No!" Ford yelled as if the frog had been his pet for years on end. He jumped head first at the monster with a strong tackle. Chip went flying out of the monster's hands onto the ground, quickly leaping back up onto Ford's shoulder, hissing at the being who had tried to devour him whole. It got up, and looked at Ford cruelly, but then gained a more surprised look. "My, I didn't even realize you were human. Your little friend was just so captivating." It said with a sneer. Ford slowly backed away. "Now don't be like that, we can be friends can't we?" It paused, beginning to twitch it's ears.

From the doorway Ford had come in through came a plump, light purple rabbit. It must have followed him inside. The monster paused, and then sprinted past Ford, pushing him to the ground, causing him to come inches away from crushing Chip, who thankfully jumped off his shoulder. The rabbit began running back to the room, but it was caught in seconds. With no hesitation, the predator furiously bit into the side of the rabbit's body, the rabbit still screaming for life. Ford watched as blood oozed out, covering the teeth of the carnivore in front of him. Eventually, the rabbit simply twitched before going limp, both of its sides torn open by teeth, revealing it's ribs and it's heart, slowly stopping in its tracks, very much visible to Ford. Undeterred, the monster turned the rabbit's head towards it's mouth and with a bite, snapped it off, leaving it in it's mouth for a moment before chomping the head into pieces, it's skull crushing easily. It shuddered as if it was eating a gourmet dish, and then began picking off the front legs of the corpse and throwing them into its mouth. As it swallowed, it sighed slightly disappointed in the after taste but thankful nonetheless, getting up now invigorated with strength, the body of the rabbit still in it's hand. Ford stared at it as it turned around, and seeing that Chip was on his shoulder, began running. He grabbed Chip in his palms and ran, not looking back at the murderer, now chasing him. "Come back!" It yelled. "I would never..." But Ford stopped listening. With all of his speed he ran away from the now even bloodier creature.

Running throughout the field into a part of the building that actually looked like a proper restaurant. The floors tiled with black and stained white, with the orange tinted lights beaming down upon all below. There was a counter in the corner with a register and a menu, the door open. The monster had lost sight of him, so he hid under the counter, and sure enough, it glanced over it and nearly ran past him, but a creaking door stopped him. Behind the counter was an Employee's Only door that seemed to be opened from the inside, from it, a pair of eyes looked out, glancing at Ford. He stopped dead in his tracks. Things then went from bad to worse, as he heard the creature slam on the counter. It knew he was here, it's breathe still bathed in the blood from earlier. It leaned it's head so Ford could see it. In the light he noticed that his chaser was a bit green, which was strange for a bunny, but he then remembers that another bunny from this place was blue, which made even less sense. Ford also noticed that it was mainly focusing on the creature in the doorway. A light in the room before Ford flashed, and for a second, Ford saw a huge blue monster, still gazing at him. Figures. Bunnies just hated Ford today. He could feel Chip shivering before letting out a low croak. The green monster looked down surprised to see Ford, being oblivious to him before. Then immediately returned his attention to the blue monster, who had grown noticeably closer.

Slowly the first monster leaned even closer, it's hand grasped Ford's throat before it quickly lashed him from under the wood surface, holding him off his feet and close to his chest so he couldn't move. Chip croaked even more, scared out of his mind. The other monster pounced out of the shadows, it was even more gruesome than the one that was gripping him. It's head was wide, the bottom of its mouth unhinged apart, teeth enormous and like swords rather than daggers. It's blue and purple fur glistened with specks of blood in the light of the room. Leaving from under the counter's low ceiling, it stood straight up, dwarfing his captor. It now approached slowly, flexing its hands before extending its claws.

"Listen Bonnie, this one's mine." The first monster announced, a bit scared. "I don't have a problem with you, I don't have a problem with the girl, but if you want one, we can have one. I found him first, back off." 'Bonnie' didn't seem to appreciate the tone though. He got on all fours and roared a bit. From this angle, Ford could clearly see a small blue doll on his shoulders, nearly covered by long black wild hair around his neck. As it stood, it seemed to grow even taller, it's bunny-like ears expanding to properly fit it's head, it's fangs became larger as well, and it's body seemed to grow in general as well. It probably could no longer fit in the room it was in, as hunched over it was slightly taller than the doorway. It stomped towards them, it's eyes now red and glowing, it gained a twisted smile. It began dragging it's claws across the floor and wall before it finally swiped towards them. Thankfully the green creature jumped back. "Don't do this. Think about the girl, you want to put her in danger?" Bonnie stood and lifted the plushie, which was a spitting image of the real Bonnie in plush form. It was however covered in newly drawn blood, it's eyes closed. The green monster and looked down with even more fear.

"Damn it, that quick huh?" It mumbled to himself. "In that case..." Before the green monster could do anything, it's eyes lit up. It began looking around as if transported to another place. It's eyes then became normal, and it smirked. Ford was a bit curious as to what just happened, Bonnie however did not share that curiosity. He slashed forward, knocking Ford out of his captor's clutches, but Ford now had a gaping claw mark causing blood to flow from part of his sleeve. Bonnie then stood overhead, ready to kill Ford with yet another strike, but was interrupted by something. At first Ford could not tell what it was, but Bonnie's eyes stopped glowing. His face seemed relieved, worried, and horrified all at the same time. "BONNIE! WHERE ARE YOU? HELP!" Screamed a girlish voice. It sounded muffled, and a bit faint. Was there someone else here? Chip croaked as if to call back to the voice, but Bonnie sprinted off in the direction, quickly being out of sight. The green monster sat up from being knocked over, and then stood, stretching himself out as if nothing had happened. Ford began to stand, which the creature was surprised by, and then was even more surprised when he tried to run away, but his arm hurt so bad, it distracted him. The monster did not try to run after him, instead he just stood there a bit offended, doing gestures you'd see in the movies whenever someone helped another and then that person left without a thank you. He began walking after Ford but Ford quickly yelled at him. "BACK OFF YOU FREAK!" The monster was kinda taken back, and he stopped.

"You could at least call me my nickname in this place! It's Spring, and you're welcome for not dying!" He yelled after Ford. Still, he did not try to follow him, in fact, he went the opposite direction Ford was going. It had not helped Ford though. Now he was bleeding. Maybe even worse and he didn't even know it yet. His sides were burning and his stomach felt cold. It began speaking again and Ford was barely paying attention. "If you're so sure you can handle this place on your own, be my guest to die, I'll just ask the other kid for help." Ford stopped and looked back. "There really is someone else here?" Chip, now back on Ford's arm retracted a bit realizing he was no longer moving away from this giant carnivore. Despite now facing away from him, Ford could see a smile curl up on "Spring's" face. He turned around annoyingly slow. "You did hear her right? That scream a while ago." He walked towards Ford slowly, putting his hands out a bit to show he had nothing to harm Ford with. "I have a... little helper, and thanks to that little helper, not only did I save us, but I know all about her." He reached Ford and put his arms down as if the air was free from all tension, which was far from the truth. Ford expected to die in seconds, but Spring simply looked up to the lights on the ceiling. "Like what." Ford asked, struggling with the question. Spring cocked an eye as if not knowing what he meant. "What do you know? Why is she so important to you?"

Spring chuckled. "Straight to business huh? Well she's not important to me..." He began walking towards the direction Bonnie sprinted off to, his hands now crossed behind his back. This is when Ford realized he was dealing with something worse than a talking killing machine. It was a person in a monster's body, and said person seemed... conniving. He was sure he wasn't chow now, but was equally withdrawn because of the manner he spoke. Spring stopped back where he had been knocked down, right by the register on the counter, which actually had a repulsing yellow top. He leaned on the counter and pointed off to where Bonnie seemed to be. "She's important to him though." Ford went over to where Spring was slowly and looked into the room and realized what Spring was talking about. That huge monster had a soft spot for this girl. But why? What could she have done for him? "And not only that..." Spring continued, breaking through Ford's mental questions. He turned so he could rest the back of his arms on the counter.

"She's the daughter of a detective. Maybe she could sleuth a way out of this place. You'll find the door you went through won't open again, and it took years for me to open with the help of another kid." Ford looked down a bit disappointed in himself. He felt guilty. This person, clinging to life, had a way out. And Ford closed it off, only to be stuck there with them.

"I'm... sorry." Ford said, truly angry at himself. Spring looked at him and pushed himself off of the counter. "It's fine. This might be better anyway." He seemed barely deterred. "Got all the time in the world to wait to see." He walked over to a section with lots of broken tables, three lone ones remained, each with five chairs. They seemed put back together however, having many cracks. Spring sat in one of the chairs that seemed perfectly fine. "She's friends with Big Blue, and he can break just about anything, except for the walls that would get us out of here." He crossed a leg on the other and looked off once again, leaning back a bit. "This place was built like someone expected a nuclear bomb to hit it." He looked at Ford to make sure he was listening, and sure enough Ford was, just a bit unconvinced. "The walls just can't be destroyed. Believe me, I've tried." Spring said in a defensive tone. Ford actually felt a bit silly for a second, throwing Spring a face that said 'You're DEFINITELY making this up' before feeling his arm give a painful sting on the wound. Spring actually jumped and then once again his eyes changed. They returned before Ford could say anything.

"Help's on the way for that cut." Spring said, looking back to the field. He then looked back to Ford, suddenly becoming serious again. He took out something and Ford was startled to see what it was. It was the rest of the rabbit's body, lacking a head, ribs and organs exposed, and without its front legs. The blood had stopped flowing, still staining the fur and the hole Spring had left it in on his suit. He looked up at Ford. "We good?" Ford without saying anything grabbed Chip and covered him. "We're good." He said, and he looked away, shuttering as Spring shoved the rest of the rabbit's body down into his mouth, chomping it to pieces with the rest of it's corpse. When the deed was done, Ford let Chip back onto his arm and Spring immediately got up, walking back into the grassy area. Ford followed him without a word to each other to a yellow and grey egg. "We'll need some help with this." He opened the egg and inside was yet another bunny like suit. Ford began to question if this place's mascot was even really a bear, or a fat brown bunny with weird ears. It was just as torn up as Spring, with a corpse also inside, but this one seemed to be skinnier. As Ford loomed over, the suit's red eye buds opened with life.

"This story was originally posted on Webnovel and Amino, and I give no consent to it being uploaded on any other site."