2 This Is My... Home?

I decide that, maybe it's a bad idea to drive on my own. So, I ask one of the hospital employees if they can get Henry to drive me to the address. They agree, and Henry, being the type of man that he is, gladly drove me to the address. I thanked him before I got out of the car and waved goodbye to him. He waved back and drove away. The house, even though it's apparently mine, doesn't look that familiar to me. I walk into the front door, and I see a green recliner with a fireplace in front of it. There are three pictures mounted on the wall. To the far left was a picture of a young boy holding a yellow bear with a purple top-hat and bowtie, it has two buttons on its belly, and white pupils surrounded by black. Meanwhile, the boy has brown hair, blue, almost silver eyes, and Caucasian skin. He is wearing a black and gray striped shirt, dark blue shorts, and brown shoes. He seems to be really sad. Something about seeing this kid makes me feel immense guilt. I then look at the picture in the middle. It's of a little girl with blond hair, green eyes, and Caucasian skin. She has a red bow in her hair, a pink button-up shirt, a blue skirt, and dark gray shoes. This picture makes me feel... sad, for lack of a better term. I then look at the picture on the far right. In the middle, there is a man, probably in his thirties. He is wearing a white dress shirt, with a black tie, gray dress pants, and black dress shoes. He has brown hair, silver eyes, and Caucasian skin. He's in a rifle kneeling position, hugging the two children that were in the other pictures. The girl was to his left and the boy was to his right. Something felt... off about the way he was looking into the camera. To the left of the man and behind the girl is a woman. Probably, also in her thirties. The woman has a blue t-shirt, blue jeans, and black tennis shoes on. She has slightly tanner skin, green eyes, and blond hair. Finally, to the far right, there is a boy who seems older than the other two children. He also has green eyes, his hair is a reddish-dark brown, and he is slightly tan, like the woman. He seems to not want to be there. Then, I realize that I haven't even looked in a mirror yet. I look for the bathroom, and eventually, I find it. I look in the mirror and I notice that I have green eyes, reddish-dark brown hair, and... slightly tan skin. I also notice a surgery scar on the right side of my head. I'm wearing some clothes that Henry gave me. Which were: a white dress shirt, gray dress pants, and black dress shoes. I decide that I might need a shower and get into the shower after getting some clean clothes, which I can only assume are mine, from some drawers in the bedroom.

After finishing my shower, I decide to go to sleep since it was pretty late. As I am drifting off to sleep, I am awoken by what seems to be metallic footsteps pounding at an accelerating rate. Suddenly, I see a decaying red fox animatronic with a hook on its right hand and an eye patch on its right eye, lunge at my face with its jaw open, to reveal sharp rows of teeth. It chomps down but disappears. I start to panic, but then I realize that I'm not dead. I then calm myself down and realize that maybe this animatronic is how I lost my frontal lobe. However, I can't explain why it seemed so vivid.