I'm so lazy! Omg I would have made more of this earlier but I just... ok on with the chapter.

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Mike and Jeremy were silent for the rest of the time they were together. Didn't even say "goodbye", just waves.

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I am really starting to wonder what the  hell happened. Nothing like that ever happened. But yet they all feel like they did. It's sort of like those ann-

IT'S ME

Ugh, there it is again. Hallucinations. I should probably be worried about them, but I'm too tired to. So I drive back home and instantly go to sleep.

I then had a dream. A pretty weird one. I dreamed that I was in a city of purple, and I was wearing purple myself. I wandered around the city for a while, finding Freddy Fazbear's pizza.

I entered. Nobody was in there but I could hear people talking.

I went to see what it was. I searched around the restaurant for where the sound was coming from. It wa coming from the back stage. I decide to go in. What I saw was... oh God. OH MY GOD.

A man in purple, like me, was in the room. But he wasn't just WEARING purple, he WAS purple. His purple outfit was soaked in blood, familiar moaning sounds could be heard. Where could I have heard them? I try to stop him from attacking a child. But it was useless. It was like I was just my own being, no one knew I was there. It was like I did not exist, literally. My hands went through his body as if he was just a projection. 

Not only were the children's voices familiar, the man's voice is familiar, too, hard edged, but soft. Like someone I knew's.

"Be a good kid, this will only take a second..."  The man took a blade and stuck it through the child, twisting it and pulling it out with force, making the child scream and fall.

The man wound up a music box, playing "Toreador March" as the child closed his eyes.

I couldn't believe it... I....-

GOD DAMN IT ALARM CLOCK! I woke up and turned it off. I remember the music... the music... it...it's....

It's... him. 

Fuck, this dream is going to keep me up for a long time. I might even keep Jeremy from sleeping too.

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I got to work. Mike was there earlier than usual. He was looking anticipated about my arrival. "Oh, good, you're finally here..." he said. I blinked. "Uhm, what? What happened? Are you okay?" I asked. "I know why." said Mike in a low tone. "Know what?" I asked. He looked at me. "Your voice." he said. "What about it?" I asked. "It sounds like the purple man's." At this point I was beyond confused, Mike was beyond purplexing (a/n: holy shit did i just really type "purplexing", fml shoot me now).

"...what purple man?" I asked. "You." 

"Me? What? I don't really understand, Mike."

"It was all in my head of course, but there is just something about that dream..."

"Dream? Purple? Mike, you are acting weird today, weirder than usual!" I said. He seemed to snap out of his thoughts about some sort of dream. "I AM NOT WEIRD YOU WORLD CLASS DOUCHE!"

I giggled. "Ugh, sorry." said Mike. "It's ok." 

We started on our job, and as usual the animatronics were staring into the camera, no other facial expressions besides smiles.

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(TIME SKIP BECAUSE I DONT NEED TO DESCRIBE THE DAUNTING DETAILS OF WORKING AT THE PLACE WITH THGUYS CUZ YOU SHOULD KNOW ALREADY OK)

We were about to leave when I suddenly remembered something. "Oh, yeah, Jeremy, try not to go to sleep right after getting home from work." I said. Jeremy raised an eyebrow. "Why?" he asked. "Just don't. Maybe watch TV and get your mind off of it. Sorry to say, but you might wanna watch the cheesy movies so you can get angry at the movie for being so predictable. Just... get your mind off of the job before sleeping." I explained. Jeremy nodded. "I don't see why."

I faceplamed.

"Just, DON'T, ok?" 

Jeremy snickered. "Ok, dad." He stopped snickering. I just looked at him. "Th-this never happened from now on, ok?" I nodded.

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Get the reference to why his dream world is purple? If you think you know, please let me know. And that last part was just a bit I absolutely NEEDED to get in there. So... Yeah. I finally fucking uodated after like 3 years. Oops I made another reference. Oh well.