Illoha drugged me because I wouldn't sleep. How rude. I'm definitely unconscious. I sit alone in a black void. There's distant voices. I can't exactly recognize them though. "Fox?" I hear a familiar squeaky voice. When I turn around, Foxy is sitting on the ground. "Foxy?" My voice is quiet. I barely choked out the word. He's broken. He has holes in his metal arms, which is impressive due to the fact that he's almost indestructible. "Am I dreaming?" Foxy asks me, "Freddy does this. He makes dreams... nightmares. It's normally Keori though..." "I was about to ask the same thing." I chuckle, taking a step towards him. I walk over and kneel in front of him. I go to grab his hand and to my surprise, it doesn't fade away. He's really here somehow. "What's happening?" He asks me. "I dunno, but whatever drug Illoha forced me to take must have done some weird crap." I joke. He smiles, "So, where..." His voice trails off. "Foxy?" I ask. "I can't ask you anything in case Freddy..." His head drops. I know what he was going to ask. It's always the same. Keori. "Safe." I smile. He nods and we sit in silence for a moment. "I don't blame you." He blurts out, "Neither does Bonnie. We're fine, holding out I mean." "How long do you think he'll last?" I ask.
"Maybe a month? He's in pain." He sighs, "We've been here..." "7 months?" I guess. Foxy looks down. "Tell me you don't blame yourself." He demands. "I deserve the blame." I shake my head, "I made the choice to leave you. I could've stayed, not been a coward and ran." "No, you saved Icey and Kat." He chuckles, "You did what I asked you to do." He looks me dead in the eyes. He wasn't angry, he looked sympathetic. "Say it." He whispers. "It wasn't my fault." I mutter. I look my friend in the eyes. I missed him. His reassurance, sarcasm, I miss sparing with him. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, "I'll get you back. I know it isn't my fault... I did what I had to." "I'll see you soon... okay?" Foxy chuckles. "Okay..." I sigh. When I open them, Foxy is gone. I'm alone. I shut my eyes again, hoping to wake up. I hate my mind sometimes.When I open them, Acron, Nova, and Tim sit where Foxy was.My stomach knots at the sight of them. "Heya kid." Acron smiles kindly at me, "I see your wearing the jacket I bought you." I'm at a loss of words. I can't get them out. Acron, my best friend, is staring at me. My grief floods over like a tidal wave. I can't think of anything except his headless body that I saw while repairing Bonnie. "What is this?" I finally choke out.
I look at Nova. Memories flash before me. The last being her lifeless body at my knees. "Grieving." Nova answers. "So, this is all in my head?" I ask. "Yes, but this is how you'll get rid of that block you have." Acron points at my head. "How?" I ask. "Let us go." Tim smiles, "My death wasn't your fault." I nod, "I know that." "Then say it." He smiles reassuringly. "I... don't blame myself for your death Tim." I look in Nova's eyes. She could've lived. There was no reason for her death. I didn't even know her that well. "or you... Nova." I whisper and, again, close my eyes. When I re-open my eyes, Tim and Nova are gone. Acron sits across from me. "What a mess." He chuckles. I smile slightly, "Yeah, who in their right mind would make me a captain." "I would." Acron nods, "Keeva, Kip, Illoha, Arie, Keori, Ophelia, Dex, Icey, they did." He sighs and stands, so I follow. "Why do I remain here as the key to your block?" He asks. "You meant the most to me I guess." I mumble. "Flattering, but not true. My death was the breaking point, the root." He chuckles, "Of course, this isn't the real me, just the manifestation of your grief, fear, fea, and overall frustration with your emotions."
"Of course." I sigh, "So I just need to say that I don't blame myself?" "No, you need to let yourself FEEL your emotions." He puts a hand on my shoulder, "You're barely an adult, you're allowed to feel things." "Not while I'm in charge. Bonnie felt things. Now you all are dead." I tilt my head to look down. "You're not Bonnie. He didn't think with his head, not once!" Acron chuckles, "You have a brain inside your skull. Sure, it can be thick sometimes, but it still works better than Fritz's dumb processor." It felt good to hear his laugh again. The next minute, I've hugged him. "You idiot. I told you to come back to the ship!" I feel tears roll down my cheeks, "You promised." I sound like a whiny child. He sighs, "I'm sorry, just let out everything you wanted to tell me." "You should've let me go with you. You're a massive moron." I chuckle through my tears, "Though.... you're the best friend I could ever ask for." I keep my eyes locked on Acron. My best friend. The biggest, blue, idiot in the galaxy. "And I miss you." Please don't go.... "Goodbye, Fox." He smiles. My vision gets blurry, Acron? Come back! Please! I need you... I wake up in the med-bay. I feel like I'm on fire. "My god, what drugs did she give me." I mutter sitting up shakily. I check the time. It's been hours. 6 hours to be exact. I feel weak. My chest hurts and I ache all over. I do feel a change, that old electric energy is flowing through me again. I don't really know how to explain it. Nobody is around, just me. I stand up and grab my coat from the chair next to the bed. It's finally time to take care of Freddy's little factory. To tear him piece by piece the way he hurt me.