Evan woke up on his floor again, and sat up, rubbing tears out of his eyes. He scanned the room, making surehedidn''t steal any of his stuffed toys. Fredbear was still on his bed, and the other 4 were still in their corner, Foxy''s head torn off. He stood up, and teetered over to his door, and tried the handle.Locked.He shook it again, to no avail. He started to pound on the door, calling to be let free. He could hearHIMlaughing outside, taunting him, teasing him. He dropped to his knees, pounding on the door harder, sobbing.


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    "C''mon you wuss, I won''t let you out unless you BEG."


    "Let me out... please..." Evan whined


    "Haha, I was joking."


    Evan sobbed harder, and curled into a small ball. He wasn''t sure if he was hallucinating, but he heard his fredbear plush say...


    "Tomorrow is another day"