Five Nights At Freddy’s: The Shattered Corridors

When Lora came to once more, she was much more able in mind, but not in body. While she could now tell she was in a bed, she was all but comfortable, and there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn't move. The bed seemed glued to her back by blood, sweat, and pain. She was hot, and cold, and nothing in between, and had already been gasping for air even before she opened her eyes. Even when she didn't move, her leg injury was no longer being merciful, feeling as if someone was churning it's skin, and boiling the otherwise ice cold blood. She couldn't see this cycle, as she was covered by a pleasant pink silk blanket with a yellow flower pattern, it's calm seemingly mocking Lora's painful chaos at the time. It felt as she was dying, maybe she was, but even if she wasn't, she may be close. Unlike all the people in those spooky stories Bonnie read to her, she remembered what happened before she had fallen out, the memories painfully cramming into her mind when she first awoke to increase her inner panic. She remembered Balloon Boy. She remembered running. She remembered the plushies. She remembered being saved by Bonnie, and she remembered seeing Freddy right before she had passed out on the floor. She had even retained memory of the figure by her bed, the reason she had remained as quiet as possible, which was actually quite loud.

Lora couldn't tell though. Her ears and mind were flooding and drowning in ringing and fear. This all spiked immensely when the door to the room swung open. The sounds in her head went up by one million, and her vision being bathed and then abused by white. In response to the ringing she finally moved, and she regretted every second of it. The pain spiraled out of control, and she yelled and hollered like there was no tomorrow, unable to take her hands down from their new position of damnation. She screamed louder and louder, not for anyone in particular, but for relief. Whoever had come through the door came rushing in, obviously concerned for the poor girl, but she couldn't make out who it was. They were trying to force her to drink something, but she was in so much pain, she didn't care what it was if it stopped what she was feeling. She snatched the bottle the figure had and drank it down. Then, as if a miracle had struck, as if the world was having some mercy on Lora, it stopped. Her legs were still aching, but she could move again. Her ears stopped ringing, her head stopped breaking, and her vision became clearer and clearer. Wouldn't you know it, but a certain blue bunny was her hero once again.

Bonnie was gripping Lora's now painless arm, as if anticipating her giving a very different reaction, but Lora felt fine. The burning of blood and scars had passed. In fact, she felt as good as when she woke up on… the day she got here. Lora looked at Bonnie, her eyes able to pierce anyone they locked onto. The bunny shied his eyes away from her stare, which most would find odd. Despite him now being smaller than when they reunited, he was still twice her size. But he was still the little plushie that was like family after all these years, so he knew that glare well. She had questions, but right now she was focused on one. "Did… Did my dad ever come here?" She asked. Bonnie looked surprised, proving he knew she was going to ask something, but obviously didn't expect to be asked about that. "No, no of course not. Or we wouldn't be in this situation." He seemed to untense as he answered.

"How so?" Lora asked.

"Everyway so." Bonnie replied.

"Explain them to me, please." She insisted, becoming curious about the bunny's logic. Bonnie seemed to tense up again. Jackpot. She had struck a nerve, and behind it was most definitely gold. A smile of victory appeared on her face, and her blue and purple friend began sweating. "Hey, all I mean is you would know ahead of time," He began, denying Lora her big lore reveal. "and maybe we'd already be out of here along with having a lot more help..." Darn it! Lora yelled in her own mind. So close! If she hadn't smiled, maybe he would've… No, he probably just would've been awkward again. Whenever he was faced with a question, he always backed out, just turning his head away with sad eyes until Lora moved on. He didn't even say anything sometimes. It was clear to Lora that he was attempting to do that once again, but for some reason didn't allow Lora to make her own theories on this subject. He didn't want her to dwell on it, there was something to discover, something he knew, he just wouldn't tell her. There was something more.

On that note, Lora decided to seek out someone who may enlighten her if Bonnie wouldn't. Though, she may have to get used to his loud manner of speaking. She saw him right in the hall before she passed out, Freddy had to be close by. "Where did Freddy go?" She asked stupidly. She immediately began stammering, but Bonnie had most definitely heard what she said. He was giving her a violent look like before. "Why did he know you?" Bonnie asked, ignoring Lora's question. His voice had become a tad bit more metal, and he was breathing a lot faster all of a sudden. Lora actually stuttered from this shift when giving her answer. "H-he found me when I left the vents. He helped me-" She was cut off.

"Why didn't you come get me?" Bonnie growled.

"I was stuck in this space between the walls, If I left I would've died!" Lora answered.

"Then why did you drop me when you got out of the vent?!? I couldn't see what was happening, I thought you were dead, I thought…"

"Bonnie, I was hurt. I could barely see, I didn't even realize I dropped you."

Bonnie was silent.

"...You're still hurt, bad…" He said pointing towards Lora's legs. His voice had gone back to normal halfway through the sentence. So too had his breathing, but his eyes still weren't "back" yet. After a bit of quiet, Lora began to get up from the bed. Bonnie however stopped her with one hand. "Just stay here for a bit. You need to heal up, at least a little." Lora looked disappointed, but nodded. She understood the logic behind Bonnie's decision, though she did not agree. As she began to rest on the bed though, she heard something that alarmed her. "Maybe we'll try next week…" Lora pushed herself off of the bed. "Next week?!?" She immediately recoiled from pain in her legs. Bonnie rushed over and helped her back into bed. "Calm down, just rest and heal up pal." He said, confirming he meant what he said. "I'll get you something to eat and I'll see you soon, ok?" Lora couldn't respond, the immense pain had caused her to go out. Her brain was all over the place, so all she could do was just as Bonnie said. Sleep. But there was no way she was staying here for a week. No way. Lora would get out of here, and with who she came for.

Ashley would get out of here, and with who she came for. Tyler wasn't gonna be denied freedom like this, she would rescue him. It was just that at the moment, her hands were tied. Figuratively, and literally. "So you came here for your brother?" JJ asked for the second time. Only one repeated question and Ashley was antsy. "I said yes, can you let me go now?" Neither JJ nor Balloon Boy even flinched at this outburst. Balloon Boy seemed more concerned about the food, which Ashley still couldn't understand how he was eating, and how they found food like that in a Pizzeria. She had been looking for something to eat for the last day, but had found nothing. Now her captors were eating Roast Beef and Turkey while they asked her questions over and over again. Maybe they found the meat for the Pizza and just ate it as is. Still that only answered some of her questions.

Ashley's surroundings hardly seemed like they were something you should find indoors. There were huge trees like those in a forest with black leaves, the ground rocky, and all of it very real. The campfire in front of Ashley, started with pebbles from the ground, was proof enough. JJ finally began to talk again, this time not with something that sounded like a question. Progress? Maybe, but Ashley wasn't sure.

"I'm afraid 'Tylers' probably dead. Most of the kids that are caught and brought here…" Ashley's heart sank before JJ even finished, and before Balloon Boy interrupted.

"No." Balloon Boy interrupted, taking breathes between hunger to speak. Ashley heart made a faint sound at this denial. "I saw a girl here, she's still alive thanks to being friends with one of the bigger ones." He chomped down on the now b.a.r.e bone, meat fully devoured, and crunched it into pieces, swallowing these new pieces after another few bites. "He COULD still be alive…" Ashley smiled brightly. So did Balloon Boy. Maybe there was no hard feelings.

Balloon Boy began to make his way towards Ashley and reach for her ropes, but then stopped. "But maybe JJs right, he's probably face first in the dirt by now, HAHAHA!" He said, keeping that mocking smile. "Why you little-" Ashley began. She was clearly insulted. If she could reach that pipsqueak. She began to force a bit of her weight forward, attempting to knock herself into the nuisance. Balloon Boy was ready though, and moved swiftly out of the way, leaving Ashley staring straight into the fire before being stopped by JJ's wooden hand. "Stop it Conner, if her brother could be alive like you said, we need to hurry!"

Balloon Boy snarled a bit at that remark. As JJ freed her, Balloon Boy interrupted Ashley giving proper thanks to her. "What'd I tell you about saying my name in front of other people like that..?" JJ looked a bit saddened, turning her head down.

"I'm sorry..." She said.

"I'm not sure if I can forgive you without a little payment…" He replied, not even looking at her. Ashley was about to say something, but JJ stopped her. "Anything." She said. "Name it." Balloon Boy continued to ignore her. "Please!" She pleaded. "I'll help you get the Tiger, I promise!" Though JJ couldn't see it, Ashley witnessed a wicked smile curl on Balloon Boys face. It disgusted her.

"Not enough." Balloon Boy said so plainly, keeping that smile.

"Are you kidding? She already said-" Again JJ cut Ashley off. Balloon Boy gave Ashley a snarky look. If you hadn't figured it out yet, Ashley was a fighter. If she wasn't so focused on finding Tyler, she may have even become a bully. But regardless, no one talked down to her or mocked her, and even look like the one she was staring into would get you clocked. It was so tempting, but she contained herself.

Balloon Boy pointed at JJ, and Ashley couldn't tell what he meant at first. But then she did. "No… Don't…She needs them..." She said, asking nicely for him not to take from JJ what he didn't have. "So do I. Your arms, JJ. I want you arms, and your word as payback."

JJ's expression looked even sadder, but she must have been ok with it. Why else would she do it? She began to pull on her left arm. Was she really going to do it like that? Why would she do it period?

'No one should be okay with that!' Ashley thought. And yet JJ was still pulling.

'No one should think it's as easy as that.' JJ kept pulling…

'No one's arms worked like that..!' But her's did.

CHROP! You've probably never heard of a sound like that, but for Ashley, the sound was very describable.

That was the worst part about it. Ashley could tell what JJ had just felt. In the quick sound there was so much she could describe. She could describe how it started sounding like someone was sawing through wood for a second. She could describe how it carried over instantly into a popping sound of a bone, but mixed with breaking wood as the sound that started it all had stopped. It was as quick as the sound of a tear in clothing, but it was playing over in Ashley's head as JJ held her arm, torn off, and showing no signs of metal or holes. She walked over to Balloon Boy and placed her arm where his would be. It popped into place. As soon as it did, he ripped the other off fast, causing JJ to fall back, nearly into the fire. This time it was Ashley who saved her from burning. She forward, slightly burning the right portion of her c.h.e.s.t. It wasn't not worthy, just hot, but thankfully, not on fire.

"Watch it! She could've…" She stopped. Conner wasn't even worried. "Alright pal…" He said. Ashley noticed his arms were turning a dark black on the outside. They then exploded on all sides, losing all but the form of thin, much more wicked arms with that same wooden look. "I forgive you this time." Without another word, he began to walk off. With a quick thank you, so did Ashley. "We'll get your brother later, we've got a Tiger to catch now." The abuser said coldly. Ashley nearly through a fit, but she was fine with this for now. She had to search anyway, and had no direction. Maybe she would find Tyler on the way, or maybe this other girl knew where he was. She paused as she followed. This other girl wasn't… No, Lora didn't seem interested in coming here, or helping Ashley. If only though, that friend of hers knew a lot. She still was confused on what "Bonnie" was. A walkie talkie? A possessed plushie? This lead to her next question. "Hey!" She yelled out. JJ stopped, but Conner didn't. "I'm sorry for all this trouble, I didn't mean to." JJ just looked depressingly at the ground. Ashley continued. "If I'm coming with you, what should I call you?" JJ realized that Balloon Boy was leaving them behind, which Ashley made Ashley wish he would trip and fall. JJ began to run after him, but then stopped. Ashley was a bit surprised, but kept talking. "If he has a real name, I just figured…." She was interrupted by her answer.

"Some people call me JJ nowadays..." She began, starting to follow Conner. "But my friends call me Lucy."