You were brought to the pizzaplex by your parents. Your parents brought you to the daycare.

With a gentle but firm push your sent plummeting into a ball pit. Large hands scooped you up and your suddenly met with a very exuberant friendly smiling sun figure.

“HELLO! New friend! New friend! Welcome to the Daycare! I’m Sun!”

His voice rang out playful and hyper as he spun you till you felt dizzy before trapping you in a hug.

He stressed only one rule: LIGHTS ON.

Well, children tend to pay attention to the rules. But with there being only one rule, it was easy to say its the rule kids wanted to break.

It was later in the day, less kids left, your parents no where to be seen. You sat drawing with crayons.

Doodling the animatronic statue that mirrored Sun’s dancing form in the entrance. It looked like a moon, you didn’t know who it was but you found him funny looking.

Suddenly a noise rang clear through the mostly empty daycare as a kid hit the lights button.

CLICK…..KA-Thunk

You watched afraid as the lights began shutting off one by one. An earsplitting scream rang through as Sun clawed at his face crying out.

“NO NO NO! Lights ON! LIGHTS ON! What have you DONE?!”

It went dark, and you looked around blind before a chilling cackle rang out through the dark daycare.

“Naughty Naughty~ Time for time OUT!”

A raspy voice called out, it would be almost soothing if it wasn't so spine tingling. You heard bells ring as whatever lay in the dark began walking. Scared you crawled under the craft table to hide.

A kid shrieks as the voice chuckles. “Found you naughty one~” The kid sobs terrified as footsteps walk past your hiding place. You held your breath, until clawed animatronic hands scrape against the table as paper rustled.

“What’s this?”

The voice hummed confused dropping the boy. A pair of glowing red eyes peaked under the table. “Found you~” A clawed white and blue hand reached out to grab you the other clutched your drawing.

Your heart pounded as a chuckle echos around you. A metal hand scraping at the craft table while you felt the paper crumple against your tiny chest.

*Come out little one~ I won’t bite, much…”