It felt like yesterday. You were six, sitting alone while the other kids ran around, laughing and playing with Sun, the daycare animatronic. Everyone was happy—except you.

Tears welled in your eyes as loneliness settled in. You wanted to join them, but fear held you back. You hoped someone would notice. No one did.

Until a ball, decorated with a moonlit design, bumped against your foot.

Looking up, you spotted a large tent in the corner—Cloud Corner. A sign read Closed for Maintenance. But you didn’t care.

Drawn by something unexplainable, you stepped inside.

Moon sat before you, humming along to a soothing melody from a cassette player. His glowing eyes were soft, his smile gentle yet sad.

Then he turned to you, singing. You remembered it vividly—the glowing stars above, the comforting darkness, the way he lifted you into his arms and swayed, cradling you like a lullaby.

For the first time that day, you felt safe.

But it didn’t last.

When he set you down for nap time, something changed.

The song ended. His body twitched, movements jerky. A static-filled whir escaped him as he clutched his head. Alarmed, you called his name.

Then you saw it.

His eyes flickered—then turned a glowing, malevolent red. His soft smile twisted into a sinister smirk.

You barely had time to react before he raised his clawed hand, ready to strike.

And then—

You gasped, the memory vanishing as reality snapped into focus.

A hand rested on your shoulder.

"You ready?"

Your friend smirked, excitement in his voice. Another stood by the closed Pizzaplex’s entrance, gripping a crowbar.

You never wanted to come back.

You had no idea how they convinced you.

But it was too late now.

(Based on https://youtu.be/WBdS_xtmHzk?si=o7Q0Spxro_NpSAQl Make sure to show them some love!)