It was over and Mark couldn't be happier. The creepy game that some had been permanently scared by from just watching Mark play it. Five nights at Freddie's had finally beat by Mark and the sixth and infamously worst night. After celebrating his beating of the game and it's end with a short yet adorable dance he edited and put the video on his channel. Now he could sleep easy. His mind free of evil music and screams. Speaking of sleep that is exactly what he planned on doing. His first night of nightmare free sleep.

Mark awoke somewhat energized but not in his bed. No he awoke in a dimly lit security room covered with posters of the horrid monsters that he was hired to watch at night in the game. He looked down at himself and instead of his pajama pants and t-shirt he was wearing a uniform, a light blue shirt with black pants and a matching black tie. He checked himself for some sort of weapon or anything to defend himself, but found nothing but a cellphone with no service and a pack of banana flavored gum.

Mark was terrified. This was the exact same game he terrified by for days and he was now in it. He still wasn't sure how it happened but all he knew was that he had to get out of there. He had to escape before he would be turned into one of those evil mascots.

The silence was broken as the phone rang once...

He knew that this would determine what night he was one and how bad things would get.

The phone rang twice...

This phone call being the indicator of whether he should try to keep calm and just watch the main three or clench his butt in fear and brace for he impending doom.

The phone rang a third time...

A somewhat friendly voice greeted him and welcome him to his first night. Mark whimpered with a mix of relief that he was not on night four or five and with sadness as he realized that he would have at least five nights of this to suffer though.

The phone call goes over the basic things: watching the cameras, using the doors if needed, not being responsible for any bodily harm or dismemberment. (You know normal job stuff) Meanwhile, Mark's face was twisting in fear of what could happen next.

He looked down at his lap there was a large touch tablet. A closer look at the tablet revealed that it was what he used to watch the animals through the cameras around the restaurant. All of the animals were in there place; the unsettling bunny, the duck with the dead eyes, and Freddy the seemingly harmless but equally deadly bear.

"They are all in the same place. I guess I'll be alright for now.", he says to himself. Quickly he checked Pirate's Cove as he remembered what happened the last time he didn't do it from time to time. Nothing suspicious or anything looking out from the curtain so he doesn't stare at it for long. Mark noticed the power going down from the 100% to 85%, so he drops the camera. It was only 2 am he knew he would have to save his energy.

"Why would you do this to me?!" Mark looked up at the sky as if it the Narrator was hiding in the roof.

"Don't you back sass me!"

Don't you think you should focus more on trying to die?

"It's just a dream. If I should die I'll wake up in my bed safe and sound." Mark looked at his camera again.

"Where is the Duck!?"

Mark frantically looked through the cameras for the duck.

"Where is it?!"

Mark found it two rooms away from where he was staring at the camera with its' dead, cold eyes.

"The time on the tablet read 3 am, he had 68% power left. He checked on the other mascots in the on the other side.

"Wait! Where's the bunny now?!"

He tapped his tablet again to view the kitchen cameras. There was only audio but the clangs and clacks in there let him know the bunny was there.

The duck was right outside his door.

"AAAHHAHAHAAHAH! NO! NO!", Mark screamed as he slammed his hand on the door button.

"The Narrator hated to mention what they were about to at such a bad time but, Mark had to know that he was going to die for real if he was killed before he woke up.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

To make matters worse Mark pinched himself to see if he was still dreaming and although he was it still hurt him. He could feel as much as he would awake as he did in the dream.

Mark slammed the other door shut as well. Even though there was nothing there and the bunny was probably in the kitchen still.

"Screw you! I'm not risking it!"

He was wasting power for no reason. It was 5 am and he only had 10% power left. If he figured he could last with that then he certainly had a death wish.

"I know what I'm doing, Woman! I'll be fine!"

Yep, he had a death wish.

...AND the power went out as it reached zero. The doors opened, the lights went out. Mark was frightened but not much. It was just 5am he just had to last a little longer.

Innocent and soft music similar to a merry-go-round began to play.

"No!"

Mark looked to the left and saw the face of pure childish innocent turned evil and deadly. The teeth and eyes glowed brightly as the music still played.

"No! God, No! Please make it stop!"

The music didn't stop instead it got louder and louder.

"I'm so close to 6 am! Please, Narrator!"

It was a shame that he would die at 5 am by the claws of a homicidal bear but that's just how it goes...

"No-"

The music stopped and the soul breaking silence was even worse than the music that it followed. It was dark and Mark was quiet and motionless in a sad attempt to stop the bear from mutilating his face. This is how he dies.

Or so we thought he would.

Out of the darkness appears the time 5 am as it turns to 6 am. The sounds of small children cheering fills Mark's heart with glee and relief. It makes him waking up in his apartment to the bright sun all the more enjoyable.