I woke up in a dark room. I did not know what happened; everything was confusing, and I feared something.
For some reason, everything around me was wet and sticky, and I could see nothing.
I was trying to cry for help, but I didn't have the strength to scream; I was weak and dizzy.
I heard footsteps approaching; I was waiting for help.
Looking up at him, I have seen his face and soulless, empty eyes.
I knew he was my father, and I called help from him for help, and he gave me his hand and helped me get up.
I believed that I escaped, but... It's far from escape; I was seen that he's got a bloody knife in his hand. And I was scared and wanted to back off, but it was too late.
But before I could react, the knife was inserted into my stomach.
And I felt my remaining drop of strength leave slowly.
I grabbed his shoulder and tried to ask him.
Why?....
But before I could say anything, I saw his purple eyes and saw him with a dark grim.
He was ready to leave.
And caused by the blood loss, I fell to the floor, disappointed and betrayed, full of anger.
I wanted vengeance.
I was trying to get up, but I had no strength left, and all I felt was that he grabbed me and inserted it into my favorite bear animatronic, feeling all my bones break.
I was in agony, and I wanted vengeance.
I wanted to say something, but before I could say anything, It was over, and with my dead body in that bear suit and forced on the bear mask on my head, the last thing I saw was he had left this place...