Sarah's POV~
People were speaking but I couldn't understand what they were saying. Their words mashed together in a big blob of noise. My vision was unbelievably blurry and lights shone brightly into my eyes. As it cleared, I began to see the outline of four people. The boys. Someone was holding my hand, but I couldn't quite see who it exactly was. "Guys, she's waking up!" One of them said.
"Can she hear or see us?" The voices were becoming more and more audible. Finally, I became fully aware of my surroundings. The lights shone brightly in my eyes, but I adjusted. Tito, Dean, Fred and George were all leaning over me. They looked worried sick. I began to sit up and my head started spinning and pounding at the same time. I groaned and lay back down.
"Guys? Where am I?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head. There was a bump the size of a golf ball and stitches. I glanced at my watch. 1:00 am.
"Oh thank GOD you are alright! I was afraid you weren't going to wake up!" Tito said. I noticed he had circles under his eyes as he hugged me intensely. Then everyone came in for a group hug around me. "You got a major concussion from the cloak racks. It penetrated your skin and you began to bleed out so we had to get you out of there fast. We decided to take you here, the JCPenny."
"We figured none of those stupid piles of scrap metal would try to find us here." Dean said and glanced over at the door. "But it turns out there are about 11 or 12 of those mechanical freaks and they are surprisingly smart."
"Yeah, one of them, a blue rabbit, was smart enough to use it's guitar as an ax. It almost got me too." Fred said, rubbing his neck as if it was cut. Then I looked closer and realized it DID cut him. Right across the side of his neck from under his chin all the way to the tag on his shirt. I started to worry even more than before.
"How did you guys get me here? Leviosa?" I said, meaning the levitation spell. Fred and George nodded in unison. I just so happened to glance over at Tito and catch him staring at me. He just smiled and looked away, blushing horribly. I just giggle and turned back to Dean. His eyes were red and puffy. from crying was my guess. That freaking Mangle...
"So, where to no-?" I was interrupted by a loud BANG below us and scratching metal noises. I slapped my hands up to my ears. I've had to do that a lot lately... As soon as it stopped, I slowly let my hands drop onto the floor where I was sitting. Then music started playing.
"Do you guys hear that?" It sounded so familiar. I've heard it before.
"Hear what? I don't hear anything." Tito said.
"It's playing so loudly, how can you not hear it?" It kept repeating and over and over again. Non-stop. I was thinking so hard about why it sounded so familiar. "It sounds familiar. I've heard it before." I said. God this was killing me.
"Well, can you sing part of it?" Dean asked. I started humming along with it and it suddenly clicked. I remember what the tune was!
"Pop goes the Weasel!" We all said in unison. I threw hands in the air and my music-box beanie fell off. It stopped as soon as it hit the ground. I froze in confusion and the guys just looked at me, confused as to why I did that.
"It stopped." I said. We looked around to try to find the source, but found nothing suspicious so I grabbed my hat and put it back on. It began playing again as soon as it touched my hair. I jumped up to my feet, threw the hat on the ground and took a few steps back, horrified. I became dizzy and lightheaded from the sudden movement and swayed to the side.
"What is it?" Tito asked standing up and coming to my side. He gently grabbed my arm.
"It-It's coming from the h-hat." I stuttered. He looked down at the hat and picked it up. He looked at it in confusion and then at me. I nodded and he began to put it on. He looked kinda cute in the beanie...
Just as I did, he got this horrified look on his face and threw the hat on the ground. Everyone took a step back from it as I hugged Tito. He hugged me back. He hugged me like he would never see me again. As if it was life or death. At this point, it might as well be. I slowly grabbed the hat and shakily put it on. It was much louder and I jumped at the sudden sound of music. It was intensifying, getting louder. Once again, I looked around for the source and found nothing.
Then it stopped. I froze. Something was staring at me and I could feel it's eyes glaring at me from behind. The boys were staring at me, wondering what I had just heard. I slowly turned around. That was a mistake. I shouldn't have turned around. What came next scarred me for forever. Mentally and physically.