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"n-no! |ɒɘʜɔiM please! I-I'm Scared!" the sound of a young boy's voice faded.

"..where am i?" the boy's voice echoed throughout a strangely large void of darkness, He frowned for a moment; Squinting his eyes as they trailed down to his shaking hands. "actually.. who am i?" he began to panic. "Wuh- WHY DON'T I REMEMBER MY NAME?!" his body began to shake. He quickly stood up, Trying to calm his shaking.

"A-alright.. Calm down.. uh.. me." he mumbled, Looking around trying to see something.. anything to help him. "backstep.. what happened." he whispered, Thinking hard to remember where and who he was.

"!ꙄꙄI⋊ ᎮIᙠ ɒ F̷̱̊r̷̨̹͔̬̫͗̀͝ë̸̢̨̢̛͕̟́͛́͊̌͌̈́ḓ̴̠̃̓̾̔̓̎̎͘͘͜b̶̢͉̬̺͇͖̜̙͚̥̈̓̈́͐̅͊̄̄̓̀e̶̪͓̯̲͎̣̗̰̳͆̈̓̔̉͌̓͒̇͜͝a̸̜̪̱͆͌̀͊̓́͘͜͠͠r̵̟͉̻̪̺̈́͊̍́̊̽̀͝ ɘviǫ oƚ ꙅ'ƚᴎɒw ᴎɒm ɘ|ƚƚi| ɘʜƚ ʞᴎiʜƚ I"

"ACK!" he gripped his head, An oddly familiar voice had echoed throughout the strange void; Though not sounding anything like a human.. It was more robotic, Glitchy and muffled; As if he was underwater and someone was trying to speak to him. "nugh.." he groaned, Shaking his head as he felt a large ache appear.

"who..?" he whispered, Trying to remember. He looked around, Desperate to find out more. 

"HELLO?"

"HELLO?"

"Hello?."

"hello?.."

"hello?...."

An echo of his own voice called out, Suddenly a chill ran up his shoulder. "Hello 乇√ﾑ刀" the voice sounded feminine. His head instantly snapped behind him; Only to see nothing. "hello?" he responded; hough questioning if what he heard was even real. The name they said; It must be his, But he couldn't understand what they had said.

"E̴̢̖̯̳̼̣̔̊̉̀̕͜v̴̞̥̈́̓ą̵̨̺̯̤̹͕̭͚̣̂͋̋͛̄̈́͑̋͝n̷̢͋̾͛̒̀͐́͘̚ ̸̟̏A̴̡̻̬̲̬̜̞̤̬͂̑̾̈́̽͘̚͝f̴̡̢̲͕͖͍̲̹͈̓͌͊t̴͎̱̹̓̆̅̋̅̌̐́͝o̶̡̰͚̓̐̃͒n̵̨̛̛͓͇͙͎͚̦͙͔̏̓͜.̸͍͎͕̎͝͝ ɘmoɔ|ɘw ɘꙅɒɘ|ꟼ ..ƚᴎɘbuƚꙅ wɘᴎ ɿuo ꙅi ꙅiʜT ,ꙅꙅɒ|Ɔ" another voice echoed around him, The void seemed to shift around; Now becoming a dull classroom. A few kids were sat around at their desks, A man around his mid fifties or so stood up in front of a chalk board to the front of the class; Behind him was a young boy, A boy who looked exactly him himself.

"..are you.. me?" he wondered, Going to walk to the front; However he floated through the air instead, Freaking himself out. "...what.. what does this mean?" he found himself only wondering further than finding answers. He floated closer to the boy; Everything looked the same. From the pale skin and fluffy brown hair down to the plain, dark grey shirt with a singular stripe in the middle and the bright red trainers.

He felt himself move his finger towards the boy's nose, In an attempt to touch him. Before he could the scenery once more: Faded into another.

He was now inside a house; More specifically though, A room with grey wallpaper, A large double bed with pink covers and blankets. A small wooden bedside cabinet, Hanging on the wall above it was a pink flower painting. The room was covered in tons upon tons of plushies and dolls.

Once again, This bedroom seemed familiar; Though he knew it was not his. "𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨?" a girl's voice said, He heard and understood the name. He quickly turned around; Seeing a young girl, No older than four, Sat on the floor with the same boy from the classroom.. That must be "Chris"

"does.. that mean My name is Chris?" he mumbled, Floating closer to the two to see and hear them better. The girl had bright ginger hair and emerald green eyes, She wore a pink shirt with puffy sleaves and a blue skirt.

"𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘧 𝘮𝘦!" the girl said, Huffing as she crossed her arms with a mad expression. The brunette wasn't sure how nor why he could understand what she was saying, How it was so clear. "ᵢ'ₘ ₛ₋ₛₒᵣᵣy ₑ₋ₑₗ'.." the boy, Chris responded, A guilty look falling upon his freckled face.

"...how come i understand this?.. Is this of importance?" he thought, Sitting next to the boy and staring at his face closely.

"𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 ﾶﾉᄃん乇ﾑﾚ? 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?" he winced, Gripping his scalp; The ginger's voice became static and loud at this "Big bullies" name.

"who? Who are they?" he asked her, Obviously not getting a type of response. Without any warning the scene once again changed: Now being a small diner, Two yellow robots on the stage.. staring right down to him, The upbeat and childish music became slow and distorted as blood splattered on the animatronics and himself.

"I'M SORRY!

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*GASP*

His eyes snapped open as he gasped, His eyes scanned the room in a frantic mess. He recognized the room he was in; The blue, Slightly peeling paint on the walls and the massive closet in front of him. The few toys scattered around the bedroom floor, The two doors on either side of him. This was his room.

"i.. remember.." he whispered, Staring at his ghostly pale hands. "I.. my birthday, I remember the incident.. B-but, Who killed me? Argh!" he winced, The head pain coming back. Suddenly an alarm clock began blaring; he looked to his right as read the time.

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𝘼/𝙉

Sup! So uh.... i added this chapter, This isn't a re-write or anything but i wanted to have this as the first page! It makes more sense to have it here than the third page so.. Yeh! I may end up re-writing a tiny bit but i'm still not one-hundred percent sure yet... I've got my ideas for the main area (when she's dreaming and stuff) not so much for the actual begining of this darn story so! I apologise in advance if i end up switching things around or something..

As for now! I'd like to put up a quick Character Cast! I'm looking for some characters with certain roles, And YOU, yes YOU could be one of them! All you gotta do is fill this small form out! [i don't do dm's so if you could just fill it out in the comments that would be great! (and for my reasoning: It seems to be like weird? Idk it just doesn't work properly? May be because of my internet and maybe bc i'm on a laptop? idk i'll try figure it out later on or something-]

Character Name:

Character Age:

Character Description: Hair length/Colour, Eye colour, Clothing style(link a photo), Special features, Skin colour, etc.

Personality:

Anything else needed to know about them:

Character Role:

- Ghost! Child (You're a ghost who tries warning Y/n and Evan about.. things)

- Y/n's Guardian (You are a parent/Uncle/Aunt/Etc. for y/n)

- A friend of Y/n's.

- Y/n's cusion.

- Someone with a crush on y/n.

- A character that dies almost instanty.

other role's may come by but y'know here's ones i need kinda fast. Anyways, Anyone who get's a role will be tagged in the info page! (and is allowed to promote 1 story of there's here!)