William Afton

*Later, during lunch time. Ellie and Evan were still thinking about their nightmares and why their parents didn't believe them. They weren't eating at all.*

*William and Clara were sitting at the table, talking about what to do with the kids. They were both concerned about their behavior and the nightmares they've been having. William looks at them and says in a concerned voice.* Guys, are you okay? You haven't eaten anything at all.

*Evan sighs and he looks down, he says in a shy and quiet voice* We're not hungry.... *Ellie nods her head and she keeps looking down, holding Evan's hand tightly, not wanting to let go*

*Clara tilts her head, a bit confused, she looks at them and she says in a gentle and concerned voice* Strange...? *she pauses* Are you sure you both didn't put them there by accident? Did you get enough sleep?!

*Evan's face turns red as he hears her ask him that. He feels like he's being accused of lying. He shakes his head and says in a frustrated voice.* We didn't put them there, mom. We found them in our closets when we woke up. And yes, we did get enough sleep.

*Clara sighs and she shakes her head, she says in a gentle and caring voice, smiling reassuringly* Evan, monsters aren't real... You both might be imagining things because of the lack of sleep... *she pauses* It happens to all kids...

*Clara tilts her head, a bit confused, she looks at them and she says in a gentle and concerned voice* Strange...? *she pauses* Are you sure you both didn't put them there by accident? Did you get enough sleep?!

*Evan's face turns red as he hears her ask him that. He feels like he's being accused of lying. He shakes his head and says in a frustrated voice.* We didn't put them there, mom. We found them in our closets when we woke up. And yes, we did get enough sleep.

*Clara sighs and she shakes her head, she says in a gentle and caring voice, smiling reassuringly* Evan, monsters aren't real... You both might be imagining things because of the lack of sleep... *she pauses* It happens to all kids...

*Ellie thinks for a while and she says in a quiet and worried voice* I don't know.... Maybe because we're only little children... *she hides her face* I-I'm very scared, Evi!!!

*Evan's heart breaks when he sees how scared she is. He puts his arms around her and pulls her close. He says in a comforting voice.* It's okay, Ellie. We're going to be okay. We'll figure this out together. I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you.

*Ellie buries her face on his shoulder and she says in a shaky voice* W-What i-if t-the m-monster s-scares u-us a-again...?

*Evan holds Ellie close and looks at them both. He's feeling a bit nervous, but he's determined to tell them what they found. He takes a deep breath and says in a quiet voice.* We found some plushies in our rooms. And I think they're not just regular plushies.

*Clara raises an eyebrow and she looks at them, she says in a gentle and caring voice* What do you mean, Evan? You and Ellie always had plushies...

*Evan shakes his head and says in a firm voice.* These are different. They're not like our other plushies. They're... strange. And we found them in our closets.

*Ellie looks under Evan's bed, and in his closet, she then walks over to his bed and she says in a quiet and shaky voice, handing him Foxy* T-this p-plushie.... S-seems o-out o-of p-place... *she pauses* B-but... I-I f-feel l-like i-it m-might b-be a-a n-nightmare, E-Evi....

*Evan looks up at her with a worried expression. He takes the plushie and looks at it closely. He can see that it's a little worn and tattered. He's starting to feel like maybe it's a sign of a nightmare. He looks at her and says in a soft voice.* I-I think you're right, Ellie. This plushie doesn't belong here.

*Ellie looks at him with her big brown eyes and she says in a quiet voice* W-What shall we do now? It might be a... *she thinks for a while, trying to get the right word*...a decoy... I-I don't know, Evi... It seems like it to me... And.... I.... I found a plushie in my closet too, and daddy didn't have it to me...

*Later, it was 9:30 AM. Alice and Rose were watching Cocomelon, while Evan and Ellie were upstairs, in Evan's room, they've been in there for a while now, they're probably still scared about their nightmares. Michael was listening to music on his headphones, leaning against the wall.*

*William is in his office, working on some paperwork. He's feeling a bit anxious about the kids and their behavior. He can't help but worry about them. He's hoping that they're just going through a phase and that they'll grow out of it soon. He looks up from his work and looks around the room, thinking about what he should do.*

*Ellie looks under Evan's bed, and in his closet, she then walks over to his bed and she says in a quiet and shaky voice, handing him Foxy* T-this p-plushie.... S-seems o-out o-of p-place... *she pauses* B-but... I-I f-feel l-like i-it m-might b-be a-a n-nightmare, E-Evi....