A demon wakes up in a world of pain. None of his surroundings seemed familiar. He could see a yellowish figure standing over him.
Fredbear gently picks up the demon's arm, without a word, and rests it over his shoulder. He then lifts the demon to his feet, and starts leading him to his house. "Hey there buddy... you somewhat conscious...?"
His voice is... rather kind sounding. The snow crunches beneath their feet.










