Mark's POV

"This is actually happening," Jack mumbled, just loud enough for me to hear.

"Yeah, it is."

Not a second after I said that, all the lights shut off, and we were left in the dark.

···

"Umm, Ms. Higgins?" I heard Cry mumble.

The lights flickered back on, and the first thing I noticed was that Ms. Higgins and the older woman had left. They were probably just checking on all the kids though.

The second thing I noticed was that Jack was no longer in the seat next to me.

"Has anyone seen Jack?" I asked. This was really weird. All the lights in a building don't just turn themselves off, then turn back on thirty seconds later. There were no thunderstorms or anything like that happening when we got here, so someone had to have purposely turned them off. Now, the two workers that we met disappear without telling us where they went? Not to mention my best friend just vanished without a trace.

"No, uh, where'd Phil go?" Dan asked, and I knew he was trying to sound calm, just like I was.

"Oh, they're right here," a voice boomed above us.

"And who the hell might you be?" Felix directed at the ceiling.

"That's not important at the moment. However, in time, I will come to reveal myself–"

"DAN! PHIL ISN'T HURT–"

Was that Nathan?

"SHUT UP CHILD!"

I heard what sounded like a knife being lifted off a table.

"JACK'S OKAY TOO–AHHH!"

I heard a knife being sliced against something as Nate's screams filled my ears.

"Nate! Why you motherfucker–AHHH!"

The slicing started again, but this time, Percy was the one screaming.

"HEY! Why the fuck are you hurting those kids?!" Dan shrieked.

"Does" slicing "this" slicing "bother you" slicing. The entire time the voice was saying this, Nate's screams filled the background noise.

"HOLY SHIT! STOP YOU PSYCO!" I yelled without thinking.

"Would you prefer I use someone else?"

"Mark! Don't listen to this whore! I'm fine–AHHH!" Percy began screaming again.

"Yeah! Use me!" I tried to sound brave, but I knew my voice was shaking.

"But that wouldn't be as fun as this."

"LET GO OF ME YA FUCKER!"

Jack.

No.

"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" Dan shrieked.

I looked over at him to find him looking at me. He looked sympathetically at me, but my mouth was still hung open in shock.

"You don't want me to hurt Jack? Well, I could always torture Phil."

"Don't worry about Phil, Dan!" Percy yelled, a hint of laughter in his voice.

"What the–" the voice started.

I heard loud footsteps running across a platform.

"How did you get out of your chains?!"

"GO PHIL! BE FREE!" Dan yelled, laughing a bit. Felix and Cry were smiling. I let a small smile take place on my face as well.

The footfalls stopped. "Dan? Check the door! Find the other kids!" Phil yelled.

"You guys have to help us! Nate and Percy are in here too, and they're already beat up–AHHH!"

Jack cut himself off by screaming. The slices and screaming filled the room, as well as Percy yelling, "STOP HURTING US YOU BITCH!"

Nate screeched, "YOU FOUR HAVE TO FIND JASON AND REAGAN! THEY COULD BE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE–"

Nate was abruptly cut off. The voice stopped talking to us.

"JACK?!" I yelled at the same time Dan yelled, "PHIL?!"

No response.

I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment. I tried to remember everything they had just told us.

We had to find Jason and Reagan.

And the second after we find them, we had to find everyone else.

I had to save Jack.

Before I did that, though, I needed to connect all the dots.

Why the hell were Nate and Percy with that voice? Did they do something to upset it, or did the voice choose them specifically? Same goes for Jack and Phil. Was the voice just trying to get to Dan and me?

I looked over at everyone else to find them all staring at me. "What?"

"You tell us mister 'King of Five Nights at Freddy's'," Felix replied. He was attached to Cry's side, squeezing his hand to the point that it looked purple. Cry didn't look like he cared much of it though. He was just as scared as Felix.

"Well, uh," I started, "they said to, umm, get to Reagan and Jason, right?"

"Right," Dan mumbled, his voice cracking mid-sentence. He was about to break down too.

"Where did they say Jason and Reagan were again?" Cry asked.

"I think they said behind the door," Felix answered.

"So that's where we go. Find Jason and Reagan, then we can find Jack, Phil, Nate, and Percy." I made sure I finished my sentence by smiling sympathetically at Dan. He let a tear slide down his cheek as he smiled back at me.

Maybe this is why the voice took Phil. To break Dan for some reason. Knowing that your best friend is being hurt really does break you, whether you want to admit it or not.

But that left one question: Why would the voice want to break Dan? We didn't even know who it was.

"Alright! Let's go get those kids!" Felix announced enthusiastically.

We started walking toward the door but stopped when we heard something on the other side. I pressed the side of my head against the door to hear it better.

It sounded like crying.

"What's going on?" Cry whispered.

"It sounds like someone's crying on the other side," I whispered back.

Felix stepped forward and planted his hand on the doorknob, only to immediately pull it back.

"THAT THING'S BURNING HOT!" he screeched.

The crying stopped abruptly and someone said, "I-Is someone there?"

"Jason?" Dan asked.

There was a pause before the person responded, "Yeah, umm, Dan?"

Dan's face looked a bit more relaxed. "Yeah! Is Reagan with you?!"

"Yes! Are you guys okay?!" Reagan asked hopefully.

"Umm, are you guys okay?" I questioned.

"What do you mean?" Jason inquired.

"Weren't you crying?" Dan's smile had disappeared.

There was another pause before Jason answered, "We had reason to if you hadn't noticed."

"Oh, we've noticed," Felix mumbled.

"Has anything weird happened over there?" Cry asked out of nowhere.

"You mean other than finding Ms. Higgins' dead body hanging from the ceiling in front of a door that's never been there before?" Reagan asked.

"WHAT?!" we all shouted in sync.

"Then Nate and Percy vanished after they pissed off this weird voice dude and touched the doorknob to this door," Jason added.

I was dumbfounded. They'd already been through hell and back and it hadn't even been an hour.

That voice fucker is gonna get it.

"We're going to get this door open, okay?" Dan announced.

"Alright."

"How the hell are we supposed to get the door open?!" Felix whisper-screamed at Dan.

"Well, we could start by not being stupid," Dan started. "If the handle's hot, put something in between it and your hand. For example, a towel."

Felix huffed and started looking for something to use. Cry joined him on his search, while Dan smirked victoriously by the door. I started looking for something to use as well.

There was a small rug in front of Ms. Higgins' desk. I picked it up and brought it to Dan.

I got down on one knee in front of him and declared, in my best medieval accent, "Oh dearest Savior, take this gift of gratitude. For with it, perhaps we may free our friends from the hell beast that holds them captive."

"As you wish my knight," he replied, laughing lightly.

"YOU TWO ARE DESTROYING THE SHIP ORDER!" Felix yelled from behind me.

I fell off my knee laughing. Once I got back up, I grabbed the rug and handed it to Dan, who was still chuckling.

He turned around with it and carefully wrapped it around the doorknob. He slowly turned the doorknob, and the door opened.

Reagan and Jason were sitting against a wall, whispering to each other. When they noticed us in the doorway, they both jumped up.

Reagan was smiling, but it almost immediately turned into a look of worry. "Where are Jack and Phil?"

My eyes started getting teary again as I began explaining, "Well, uh, ya know that voice thing?"

Reagan's eyes widened, while Jason nodded hesitantly.

"The voice, umm, took them–"

"It took Percy and Nate too," Reagan cut me off and started walking toward me. She wrapped her arms around my back and buried her head in my chest. A few tears trickled down my cheeks as I hugged her back. She gave great hugs, and I didn't want to let her go, I didn't want to move.

But Jack needed to feel her hugs too.

A/N

I FEEL BAD FOR CHOOSING PHIL AND JACK BUT I HAVE REASON FOR CHOOSING THEM YOU JUST WAIT!

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don't hurt me

*cough* anyways, BUH-BYE BROTATOES!