Red. That's all you could see, the glowing eyes of this terrifying animatronic just staring into you, boring into your soul. "L-let go p-..plea- AGH!" the animatronic tightened his grip. Digging in claws that you didn't know he had into your wrists.

"Now, now my little Starfire~ wouldn't want anyone to come over now do we~?" The moon animatronic stated with a chuckle at the end. "L-let...me...GO!" you scream, kicking him in the chest with one of your feet, managing to make him stagger backwards a couple of feet before regaining balance.

His claws scraped into your flesh making the wound worse before he lost his grip and stumbled back due to your kick. You scream out, holding your wrists as close to your body as possible.

Making soft whimpers, you look up to face the animatronic, seeing him glaring daggers at you before it subsided and was replaced with a devious look, partnered with a wide, mischievous smile.

"Naughty, naughty little human~," he said, taking small steps closer toward you. Him saying this, made you angry as you made a low, seemingly inhuman growl from the back of your throat, "I am not LITTLE!" You scream, taking a few steps back before ramming your head against his stomach, producing a small 'oof' coming from him.

Still holding your wrists close to you, you decided this would be a great time to escape, and that's exactly what you did. You ran, grabbing your flashlight off the ground on your quick sprint to hopefully safety. Running as fast as you can into a part of the play structure. Knowing that being out in the open would put you in a bad place.

You made small panting sounds, trying to soften them to make sure he didn't hear you. "Little Starfire~" you hear him, he's not far, but also not close either. "Come out~ I promise I won't hurt you anymore~" Bullshit, you knew this was utter bullshit. He won't stop until he has your head ripped off your shoulders!

Finding the strength to crawl through the tubes, cubes and other childish things on your very painful wrists, you came across a generator. This gave you an idea. Turning it on you travelled throughout the daycare, turning on any generator you could find.

~TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY A MOON IN A RICE CRISPY COSTUME~

One more, that's all you need. Just one more! You've looked EVERYWHERE! Almost got caught a couple of times too... "Ugh! Where is it!?" you whisper-yelled. Running out into the open was quite risky. however. You decided to do it anyway, hoping to find the generator someplace else than you've already been looking.

You run into a tube, finally seeing the final generator. The ugly, rusting generator. Who even puts generators in a place where kids can reach them?! I bet this is even a safety hazard! No matter, while going towards it [by very painful quick crawling through the tubes], you finally managed to reach it. Reaching down to flick the generator on you suddenly have your wrist grabbed by none other than the hostile moon animatronic.

"Let go!" you scream, obvious pain in your voice as you use your other hand to try and loosen his grip, or even release you. Your attempts were futile. "I wouldn't turn that on if I were you..." he said, sounding more... agitated and angry with you, rather than the usual teasing and joking you've heard from him throughout his constant chasing.

"I will make sure you are hurt by the goddess of light! A.K.A the fucking generators!" you exclaim, clenching your jaw in evident agitation. You saw he sat dumbfounded for a while by your sudden random blurt of words, and you used this chance to quickly turn on your flashlight, shining it on his face, prompting a low screech from him as he shoved you backwards, making your back hit the generator, forcing the light off him.

You yelped out in pain as you felt something sharp stab through your side, the pain felt so sharp and you used your free hand to feel your side, only to feel something protruding out of it. You froze.

There wasn't supposed to be anything else you were meant to feel but your body, what is this... looking down your eyes widened in shock, sticking out of your side, right underneath your rib-cage was a large, sharp and may I add, very, long piece of metal, impaled from your back right through to the front. A piece of scrap must've been left here to clean up later.

Blood pooled around your legs in large quantities as you began hyperventilating. You could feel the blood rising up your throat. Vision blurry and starting to feel lightheaded, you look up to see the moon animatronic staring down at you, hands at his sides and just... staring off... Looking at the scrap piece of metal protruding through my body.

'Does he enjoy this?'

'Was this his plan all along?'

'To impale me and watch as I slowly bleed out?'

Seems like a pretty shit move if I ever saw one. Looking closer though, I noticed his eyes. Despite the red pulsing eyes I managed to see an emotion I hadn't seen from him yet.

Fear.