Chapter 1

It had been years since her father disappeared on a recent trip to Fasbear Pizza. Amber never got to know him, as she was only a few months old. But the mystery of his disappearence kept her wondering as she drove past the old abandoned pizzeria on her way to school in Geraldville, CA. She kept her mind on the road, not wanting another ticket. Her grandfather was already hard on her about the last one, even though she had worked her ass off to pay it off. Turning onto the street her school was on, she slowed down her car. Her mind drifted to the night before and the dream she had.

It was dark and dusty, the checkered floor having been burnt years earlier. Having walked in, she heard the door behind her close with a creaky slam. She turned around fast, trying the door to get out. Locked. She sighed, turning around and walking ahead down the green lighted hallways. Looking around revealed the walls charred and black, like a fire had roared through the place. Amazingly the maze like halls remained standing. She reached over, lifting up a torn poster of a golden rabbit and bear with music notes in the background barely visable on it. Hearing footsteps, she turned around and...

HONK HONK HONK

The loud honking behind her alerted her of the school crossing, Amber pulling into the parking lot where her two best friends, Callie and Josie, were waiting.

"Amber!" The redhead with bright blue eyes said as Amber got out of her car. A hug later, she launched into a description of what she did that weekend. Amber shook her head. Josie was always the talkative one. Callie was quiet the whole time, the brunette just listening to her sister as Amber tried more than once to cut in.

"And then we went to the old shack and-"

"Josie!" Amber said before she could go into details of her "romantic one nighter". The girls laughed, Callie looking at her. Amber felt grateful that she had put on foundation to hide the circles under her eyes. But Callie wasn't one to pull the wool over.

"Another one, Amber?" A quiet voice asked her, a nod being the only answer she needed as Amber received a hug from her friends.

"Gees, girl. Do you eat cheese before you go to sleep or something?" Josie asked, laughing softly as they reached class.

"I don't know... I'll tell you guys more at lunch. You guys should get to class before you're late." She said, heading into her Biology.

The day dragged by slowly as the dream lingered in the back of her mind. A sigh escaped as she was snapped back to reality by her History teacher.

"Since you seem to already know the answer, why don't you tell us, Miss Afton?" Mr. Freckles asked her.

"Mr Lincoln was a wrestler before he got into politics." She answered, the teacher smiling softly.

"That's correct. He was on the team in his school..." Amber tuned him out at this point, her eyes drifting to the clock as she wished time would go faster instead of slowly down like it seemed to at the moment. When the bell finally did ring, she was out the door and to her locker. Meeting her there were Callie and Josie.

"So are you going to tell us now?" Josie said, Callie giving her a look as they walked to the cafeteria. Amber sighed as they grabbed their lunch trays and sat down at their table.

"It's the same place. I don't know why but... It just calls to me." She said softly, shuddering slightly. "The last thing is always me turning around. Then I always wake up. I never see who is behind me." Amber explained.

"Any details about your dad? Maybe this has something to do with it." Callie suggested softly, Amber shaking her head.

"We haven't heard anything about him since he disappeared. And everytime I even bring up the name Freddy Fazbear, my grandfather tells me to drop it."

"Speaking of Freddy Fazbear, look at what I found." Josie said pulling out a flyer. "They're reopening the franchise. They're making it a horror attraction." She said in a hushed tone meant to scare the other two. It had the opposite affect, the girls all laughing.

"Do they really think people will come to a horror show about murdered children?" Amber asked, giggling as the girls looked to her. "What?"

"Are you in on the planning or something? That's almost exactly what it is. They're basing it on the lore of the haunted animatronics. You think they would find Toy Bonnie? Or maybe Freddy." Josie said, Amber looking at the flyer as she talked on. A golden rabbit and bear graced the front of it with music notes in the background with the words Fazbear Fright Opening Soon along the top and bottom of it. Why did it seem familiar?

"Amber... Amber!"

She snapped back to a hand waving in her face as Josie looked at her.

"You zoned out again. We were talking about going up to San Francisco to go to the Freddy Fazbear's there. You know since the one here has been closed for years. You in?" She asked.

Amber shook her head. "Grandpa would never let me go. He seems to have a thing against it for some reason. I've never been there."

The girls just stared at her before they both erupted.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE NEVER BEEN?"

Amber sat there shocked at the outburst which mostly came from Callie. The usually quiet girl was looking at her like she had just crushed a butterfly.

"Sorry. I just.. It's the only place I feel like I don't need to hide. Especially around Bonnie. I can talk to him about anything, and he'll just sit there and listen."

"Callie, you do realize he's just an animatronic, right? He doesn't even have an AI." Josie said, Callie just looking at her as the bell rang to signal the end of lunch.

The rest of the day dragged on just as slow as before, the ending bell being a sign of relief for Amber as she walked to her car. The drive home was uneventful until she reached the abandoned pizzeria. Something grabbed her attention, causing her to pull into the parking lot. She cut the car off, getting out, walking over to the item and picking it up. It seemed to a mask, pure white under the dirt with purple lines like tears under the eyes, red cheeks and red lips. She felt eyes on her as she looked up, thinking she saw the top of a propellor hat go across the boarded up window. She shook her head, walking back to her car as she chalked up to a tired mind. It had been a long day after all. Starting the car back up, she drove the rest of the way home.

An old pickup truck in the driveway told her that her grandfather was home as she pulled in and shut the car off again. Amber sat in the car for a minute, looking at the mask in her hand before opening the glove compartment and shoving it in there. She sighed, getting out of the car. Her grandfather was in the kitchen, cooking dinner. He was a frail man of nearly 60, but somehow he still had energy. His silver hair was under a ball cap, his eyes hollow from unspoken secrets that Amber was sure she would never hear from him. He turned from the stove.

"Amber, sweetie. You're late." He spoke softly with a smile. "You're just in time for dinner though." He added as he placed the cassarole on the table. "I figured something quick tonight. I have to be in San Fransico in a few hours."

"Oh speaking of San Fransico, Callie and Josie want me to go with them. A shopping trip." She said, not exactly lying. The girls had mentioned going to the mall as well as the pizzeria. "It'll just be for the weekend, and I'll be staying at their house." She added, her grandfather smiling.

"Alright, sweetheart. I trust you to be safe." He said in his soft voice as they ate their dinner in a comfortable silence. After dinner, Amber did the dishes as her grandfather got ready for his trip.

"Why are you needed in San Fransico?" She asked her grandfather as he looked over at her.

"Boss called me in for a night shift at the factory. I'll be home tomorrow morning to see you off to school, alright." He said, hugging her and kissing her forehead. "Get your homework done. And be in bed before midnight. Alright?"

Amber nodded, watching her grandfather leave as she relaxed into the recliner and took in the familiar scent of cigar smoke and cologne. It was her grandfather's chair and her favorite place to do her homework. A few hours later, she was done and off to her room. Snuggling with a Foxy plush, she laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.