Disclaimer- I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's.
A/N- I started this chapter early just because writing beginnings is quite the challenge for me. Since this tale is rated M, there will be some quite disturbing things mentioned/shown in this story. I'll let you know what to expect when I get to that part.
Chapter 1- Starring Role
Yeah, I've always wanted to work in a horror attraction. You could blame my dad for it. He and I loved ghost stories, haunted houses, and other scary things. I jumped at the chance when I saw that ad for Fazbear's Fright. No idea why my dad seemed a bit off when I told him about it.
Well, they're currently making me watch over the attraction. Five nights of me watching over a bunch of costume heads or whatever they have set up there. I mean, the place is opening in a week. Maybe I'll get a role in the real thing.
Before I go any further, I think I should at least tell you my name. My name is Brendan.
Okay, so they told me to show up at the place in casual wear. What's more casual than a rock band T-shirt and jeans? I finally entered the place and headed to where I'm supposed to be. A worn leather chair lay in front of a desk. Three bobblehead dolls in the shape of cartoon animals sat on the desk. A window lay in front of me. I picked up both tablets. So I was going to use these to monitor everything? I turned one on. I came face to face with a maintenance screen. Apparently, I had to look after audio, cameras, and the ventilation system.
The whole place had a decrepit look to it. Was this a stylistic choice? I sat in the leather chair waiting for one of the managers to call me on the phone.
"Hey-Hey! Glad you came back for another night! I promise it'll be a lot more interesting this time."
I groaned. Bryan, why are you so perky? This place is empty. And I've only been working here for a few days. Bryan, a muscular blond with suntanned skin, was one of the park's managers. I heard he moved in from California. Here he was instructing me on how to keep the place safe.
"We found some-some great new relics over the weekend. And we're out tracking down a new lead, right now. So-uh lemme just update real quick, then you can get to work. Like, the attraction opens in like, a week, so we had to make sure everything works, and nothing catches on fire!"
I groaned. Now why would this place have a fire risk?
"Uh-when the place opens, people will come in at the opposite end of the building, and work their way towards you, then past you and out the exit. Uh-yeah. You've officially become a part of the attraction. Uh-You'll be starring as... The security guard! So not only will you be monitoring the people on the cameras as they pass through, y'know, to make sure no one steals anything or makes out in the corner, but you'll also be a part of the show. It'll make it feel really authentic I think."
I gave a slight grin. Last week Bryan chased a pair of teenagers out of this place. I think he caught him necking where the remains of a purple animatronic rabbit were placed the next day. And I get to play a security guard, in addition to functioning as one? I straightened my shirt. Probably when the place opens, they'll give me my script and costume. I didn't take drama courses in college for nothing.
"Uh... Now let me tell you about what's new. We found another set of drawings, always nice, and a Foxy head! Which we think to be authentic... then again it might just be another crappy cosplay, and we found a desk fan, very old school - metal, though, so watch the fingers. Uh-heh... Uh... Right now the place is basically just, you know, flashing lights, spooky props. Uh, I honestly thought we would have more by now, uh, we don't have something really cool by next week, we may have to suit you up in a furry suit, and make you walk around saying, "Boo"..." He gave a slight laugh.
My father mentioned something about a place called Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I scratched my head. Now, what would cause some people to make a horror house based off it? Dad said the place had four main mascots: an overly cheerful brown bear (Freddy), a dorky, somewhat nerdy bunny (Bonnie), a chicken with a food obsession (Chica), and a hook-handed, eyepatch-sporting fox (Foxy). He never told me anything else.
"Uh... But, you know, like I said, we're trying to track down a good lead right now. Uh, some guy who helped design one of the buildings says there was, like, an extra room that got boarded up or- uh, something like that. So, we're gonna take a peek and see what we can find. Uh, for now just get comfortable with the new setup, um... You can check the security cameras over to your right with a click of that blue button. Uh, you can toggle between the hall cams and the vent cams... Uh, then over to your far left, uh, you can flip up your maintenance panel. Y'know, use this to reboot any systems that may go offline. Heh. So, in trying to make the place feel vintage we may have overdone it a bit, hehe... Some of this equipment is barely functional. Yeah, I wasn't joking about the fire. Tha-tha-that's a real risk. Uh, the most important thing you want to watch for is the ventilation. Look, this place will give you the spooks, man, and if you let that ventilation go offline, then you'll start seeing some crazy stuff, man. Keep that air flowin'. Okay, keep an eye on things, and we'll try to have something new for ya tomorrow night."
An extra room in one of the buildings? This ought to be interesting. Wonder what's there? Probably some bare endoskeleton. The hours ticked by as I flipped through the cameras. God, this shift's boring. I hope tomorrow something interesting comes up. I then remembered Bryan's warning about the ventilation. Someone better come and fix it so I won't have to keep rebooting it every so often. This place is falling apart.
The bell chimed and I shuffled out the exit. I saw a delivery truck in front of Fazbear's fright. A bunch of burly men carried a wooden crate about my height. Something rattled around inside it. Maybe they found another dismantled animatronic. I walked back to my car and drove out of the parking lot.