A/N: This fanfic is a take on the events of FNaF 3, as seen through the eyes of the unsuspecting "security guard" of Fazbear's Fright. This will be a multi-chapter fic, so enjoy, and please let me know what you think! :)

Just An Attraction

Salvaged-Nights 1 and 2

"Why, why didn't I just keep my job as a pizza delivery guy?!" Riley Fritz moaned to himself, pressing the REBOOT VENTILATION button for what felt like the thousandth time that night. Glancing at the tablet on the desk directly in front of him, he noticed that the audio in the Party Room had stopped playing. Frantically, he jammed the AUDIO button on the keyboard as he simultaneously pressed the indicator for Camera 3; in this commotion, he knocked over the sandwich he had brought with him, as well as a few scattered papers.

"Shit!" he cursed, not daring to look away from the tablet; if his finger had missed that AUDIO button, he would be a dead man... But, to his great relief, he heard the familiar yet disturbing sound of a child's laughter echoing from somewhere far away.

In this brief moment of respite, Riley allowed himself to fathom just how exactly he had gotten into this predicament in the first place.

Five Nights Earlier...

A few months ago, two of Riley's best friends had gone to an auction for the infamous Freddy Fazbear's Pizza restaurant chain; the auction was to sell off whatever still remained of the old party equipment, animatronics, and other such things after the restaurant had been shut down a few years ago due to severe health code violations. Lo and behold, Riley's friends had come back with a haul of stuff, immediately calling him over to come and check it out.

"Who wanted some old, empty animatronic suits, anyway?" they had claimed. When Riley asked why, then, had they decided to buy the supposedly worthless robot-puppet machines, his friends then revealed their plan to open a horror attraction based on the mythology and horrible history of the pizzeria.

It was to be named: Fazbear's Fright: A Horror Attraction, and was to be an exact replica of the original establishment- with a few less animatronics and no horrible murders or maiming, of course.

"And since you already work for a pizza place, you can be the security guard of the attraction; it'll be a step up from delivery guy!" one of Riley's friends had said jokingly. At the time, it had seemed like a ridiculous idea that Riley thought his friends would never be able to pull off.

However, to his great surprise, they had the old pizzeria re-built and re-wired within a few months. Soon, the newly converted attraction would be ready to open in a week, Riley's friends claimed; they just wanted to test it out first, to make sure that everything was in working order before the patrons arrived. And who better to do that than the new security guard?

And thus, after being assured many times that yes, he would be paid for this job once the profits from patrons began rolling in, Riley showed up for his first shift at Fazbear's Fright. Though the ungodly hours from twelve to six am were draining, Riley was content to sit in the office checking up on the ventilation, audio, and camera systems. He found it odd that things were already failing before the place even opened, but he figured that he would just talk to his friends about it the next day.

"Something's messing with the electricity in that place, and we're not quite sure what... But don't worry!" they had assured him. "We'll get it fixed before the week is out!" Convinced and assured, Riley went back for a second night.

The night before, one of Riley's friends had called and gushed about how excited he was about opening the attraction, what cool things they were going to get, and blah, blah, blah...Riley had tuned him out after a while. However, this was his second night on the job, and as Riley had begun to realize with his friends, they usually had some sort surprise up their sleeves.

Just as it had the night before, the phone rang at 12:10, and Riley put it on speaker so that he could focus on checking the systems.

"Hey, man, okay, I have some awesome news for you!" one of his friends said excitedly. Riley smiled but decided to remain quiet, letting his friend talk. "First of all, we found some vintage audio training cassettes... Dude, these are, like, prehistoric! I think they were, like, training tapes for other employees or something like that...

"So I'd like to have them, like, playing, like, over the speakers as people walk through the attraction. Dude, that makes this feel legit, man!" Riley rolled his eyes, then heard an increasingly-familiar beeping sound; the cameras were failing again. He pressed the REBOOT button as his friend continued on.

"But I have an even better surprise for you..." Riley gazed at the phone, raising one eyebrow as his friend chuckled. "You're not gonna believe this...

"We found one. A real one. A, uh, ah- gotta go, man... w-well, look, i-it's in there somewhere; I-I'm sure you'll see it. Okay, I'll leave you with some of this great audio that I found; talk to you later, man!"

"Whoa, whoa, hold up- what's in here?!" Riley exclaimed, but his friend had already hung up. Riley stared at the phone, a vague sense of unease prickling at the base of his skull. The phone made a clicking sound, and then began to ring again. Thinking it was his friend, Riley once again put it on speaker. However, the voice that came out of the device was an unfamiliar one.

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello?" the voice said. "Uh, welcome to your new career as a performer/entertainer for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! Uh, these tapes will provide you with much-needed information on how to handle/climb into/climb out of the mascot costume."

"Great," Riley muttered, rolling his eyes. "Just what I need; instructions on how to get in a suit that doesn't even exist anymore... Still..." He looked through the long window in front of him, and then through the doorway to his left, where the empty remains of a newer-model Freddy suit were hanging near the wall. It was, admittedly, a pretty creepy sight to see out of the corner of his eye. "At least listening to these tapes makes me feel like I'm not so alone in this place..."

"Right now, we have two specially-designed suits that double as both animatronic, and suit!" the guy on the phone said. "So please pay close attention while learning how to operate these suits, as accidents/injuries/death/irreparable or grotesque maiming may occur."

"Uh, excuse me?!" Riley said to the phone, even though he knew the voice behind it was long-gone. "What the hell kind of suit was it, a freakin' Iron Maiden?!" \

Still, the voice continued on.

"First, we will discuss how to operate the mascots when they are in animatronic form. For ease of operation, the animatronics are set to turn and walk towards sound; this is an easy and hands-free approach to making sure the animatronics stay where the children are for maximum entertainment/crowd-pleasing value."

As the phone guy was finishing up this sentence, Riley heard a thump come from somewhere in the attraction. Glancing at the tablet, he could have sworn he saw a shadow on the wall of Camera 9 before the picture fizzed out for a split-second.

That feeling of dread was slowly spreading from the base of Riley's skull all the way down his spine; unsure exactly why he was doing this, he pressed the AUDIO button as he touched the Camera 9 display screen. The sound of a child's laughter echoed through the room, and even Riley could hear it softly from across the building. Shaking off the bad feeling, he attempted to listen to what the guy on the phone was saying about the animatronic suits.

"-change the animatronics to suit mode, insert and turn firmly the hand crank provided by the manufacturer. Turning the crank will re-coil and compress the animatronics parts around the sides of the suit, providing room to climb inside. Please make sure the spring locks are fastened tight, to ensure the animatronic devices remain fixed; we will cover this in more detail in tomorrow's session.

Remember to smile; you are the face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!"

The phone call clicked off, and Riley shivered; that suit just sounded like bad news. He wouldn't be caught dead crawling into one of those things... He let out a small laugh; judging by that warning earlier, he probably would end up dead if he tried it. Pulling out a bottle of water from his bag, he set to work checking the cameras for "suspicious activity."

A few hours later, there was another sudden thump; however, this one was much closer than the last one had been. Riley glanced at the clock; it had just turned to three am... he still had three hours to go. Choosing a random camera, which happened to be Camera 8, he hit the AUDIO button on the tablet, causing another round of child's laughter to peal through the empty hallways.

At least...they were supposed to be empty. Staring through the window, Riley frowned; something didn't feel right. After rebooting all the systems at the same time for good measure, he stood up and walked to the open doorway, cautiously peering out into the surrounding hallways. They appeared to be empty, save for the Freddy head and torso hanging open-mouthed at a sideways angle. Riley debated fixing it, but decided that it was best not to leave the room in case the systems started to fail again.

As he turned and quickly ran back to the desk, he could swear he felt a pair of eyes on his back. Whirling around to face the hallway, he saw...nothing. Shaking his head, he looked down at the systems display; to his surprise, the ventilation section had an ERROR message next to it.

"That's probably it," he said to himself as he re-booted the system. "The guys warned me that I'd start seeing things if the ventilation failed; it's just because this place is so damn creepy... I mean, seriously, did they have to make the walls look 'authentically weathered?!'"

He continued muttering to himself as he re-booted the camera systems and picked up the tablet again. Playing some audio in Camera 10 just to have some sort of noise in this desolate place, Riley once again felt as if someone were watching him. However, the feeling quickly went away as he played the child's laugh again, this time near Camera 2, a room close to the one he was currently in.

"What the hell's going on...?" he wondered aloud as he re-booted the cameras when they began to flicker. He picked up the tablet again and was met by the horrible sight of a withered face with large, staring eyes. Screaming, Riley threw the tablet onto the desk, not caring at the moment whether it could potentially break from the force of the throw.

To his utter shock, the same face was now in front of him, attached to a mutilated, child-sized figure with what appeared to be a pinwheel atop a once-striped hat. The thing lunged, and Riley covered his face with his arms, throwing himself back against his chair with such force that he rolled into the wall behind him. He expected to feel the hands of that thing any second, but when nothing happened, he slowly lowered his arms.

There was, to his utter confusion, absolutely nothing there. Breathing heavily and shaking slightly, Riley quickly glanced at the ventilation. Indeed, the ERROR message was blinking with a blindingly unfriendly red light; this, Riley presumed as he re-booted the system, was the cause of his delusion. He looked at the clock; four am. Only two more hours to go, and then he would be able to leave this place and talk to his friends about what was going on.

Technically, he thought to himself, he could leave now if he really wanted to. However, Riley was the type of person who stuck to their word once they had given it, and since these strange occurrences seemed to be happening due to the improper ventilation, that was the only true threat. He could surely make it another two hours.

Ninety minutes later, Riley was growing very weary of all the failing systems. That terrifying child-thing had appeared again, making him nearly jump out of his skin. Luckily, he was able to regain his composure rather quickly and fix the ventilation. But, just as he did that, the cameras began to fail and he had to re-boot those...then, the audio would go and it would all repeat in an endless cycle.

At five-fifty, Riley was about ready to call it quits. That was when he began to feel the eyes on him again. As he had done countless times before, he stared out into the hallways surrounding the room he was in; as was also the case countless times before, nothing was there. Shaking his head, he pulled up Camera 9 and played some audio in the room farthest away from him.

At precisely five-fifty-seven, Riley realized that it was not just his mind playing tricks on him; he actually had not been alone in the attraction all night.

After rebooting the systems one last time and checking the cameras, Riley placed the tablet on the desk; he didn't think his friends would mind if he left three minutes early. As he grabbed his bag and swiveled his chair around to face the doorway, preparing to stand up and get the heck out of that place, he cast his gaze at the empty Freddy suit.

Letting out a shriek, Riley noticed a figure peering at him around the left side of the doorframe. All he could see was the head of what appeared to be a grotesque, rotting rabbit costume, with half-lidded eyes and a gaping smile. This thing looked very different from the withered child delusion that had been occurring when the ventilation failed. Additionally, to his surprise, the rabbit thing was not lunging at him. It was just standing there...waiting.

This unnerved Riley more than the delusion-child. He figured that the best thing to do was to not take his eyes off of this thing; something about the way it was looking at him unnerved him so much that he was trembling and clutching the flashlight attached to his uniform in a death grip. This thing seemed almost...intelligent, like it was sizing him up and figuring out the best way to take him down.

Riley began to sweat; he didn't know how much longer he would be able to keep up this staring contest. As his breathing quickened, he could swear that the rabbit-thing's smile widened.

Suddenly, just as Riley was about to hurl the flashlight at it and run, a bell rang throughout the building. The creature in the doorway twitched violently, and then the light in its eyes went dark and it sank to the floor in a heap. Cautiously, Riley stood up and walked over to it, shining the flashlight on it as he went out into the hallway.

It was indeed a rabbit, although its golden color detracted from this impression. It appeared to be life-size; tilting his head sideways, Riley thought that he might just be able to fit inside of it. Not that he had any inclination to try, however... The suit was torn and rotted in places, and the top of the right ear was missing. There were also exposed wires in various places along the body, and the feet were entirely devoid of the fur-like covering; they seemed to be metal cages that a human's foot could fit inside. Riley thought that he could see something off-white inside the feet, but it was too dark to tell.

He shivered; this must have been what his friend meant when he said "We found a real one!" It was a real animatronic; obviously one of the older models, due to the extreme wear and tear, but an animatronic nonetheless.

"Gee, guys, you couldn't have picked a less creepy one?" Riley muttered, nudging it with his foot. He jumped and let out a squeak when the animatronic twitched and said in a low, robotic voice:

"W-w-welcome to Freddy Faz-Fazbear's Pizza!"

"Ugh...," Riley cringed; he didn't like this thing one bit. Figuring that there was nothing he could do about it at the moment, he left it lying in the hallway and exited the building, walking a bit faster than usual.

As the door slammed shut behind him, the animatronic twitched once more and said, in an echoing voice much more human-sounding than the one before:

"I'm finally free..."