I looked around in a place full of children. Dozens of children running around laughing and playing on the arcade games while their parents at the kitchen table talking to each other. The parents seemed to have more fun talking to each other than the kids. I hardly paid any attention to them.

There was music playing in the lobby. Not the type of music you would hear on the radio,but the music you would hear on television shows for kids. The singer was a deep voice singing a happy song about outside and how bright it was out there. There was a guitar playing along with the voice singing.

I looked behind to see three big figures. One of the figures was a purple bunny who was holding up a guitar, right next to the bunny was a big yellow big who also had a guitar playing in it's hands,and the third figure was a bear that had a microphone. The bear was singing the songs. These three figures were making the music that I was hearing.

I was probably one of the only people who was listening to their song. In my honest opinion this song was very good for a place for children. It did sound like it was on the radio. It was not like Michael Jackson or any other of the famous singers like my sisters listen to. It was a different type of music.

I looked further back on the stage and saw a fourth figure with a microphone. I looked closer and I saw a fox. It's head rose up quickly after I saw it. It was an animatronic like the other two. It was different than the other three,it seemed newer and it was thinner than the others. The fox then lifted up his microphone and started to sing along with the bear. The song finished after a couple of seconds after the Fox began singing along.

The bear slowly lifted it's microphone to it's mouth. He said to everyone "Well! Today is a special day to somebody! Today it is somebody's ninth birthday!" People clapped and cheered. I sat there confused,and deep in thought. Who's birthday was it today? And why are the lights getting dimmer? "The young man whose birthday day is today is…."

The anticipation was killing me. Who's birthday was it! I looked around to see no birthday balloons, hats,or even cakes in the place! So, somebody's parents did not bring any or the people here just forgot to get preparations for everything. I started to get a major headache; I placed my hand on my forehead. My head hurts a lot and I do not feel so well.

"Mike Schmidt is this young man! Happy birthday!" The excited Bear exclaimed to the whole crowd of people. Everyone started to clap and cheer for me. It was not my birthday! My birthday was months away! Why are they saying happy birthday to me! I looked around the crowd confused.

Then the fox animatronic walked up to me. Something was odd about it's walk, it was limping more than walking. I stepped back in fear,but then I fell down on to my back. I coughed while my back whacked the tiled floor. I looked down my legs and noticed that the fox was still limping towards me.

I looked up to see the foxe's face. I did see it's face,but something was different. Crimson blood ran down from it's animatronic mouth. I was terrified. Then the lights suddenly shut off in the place. All I saw the glowing face of the fox animatronic. I was breathing hardly. I was terrified. The foxes mouth with swung down and a waterfall of the blood came straight out of it's mouth.

I screamed jumping up up high out of my bed. I landed face first onto the wooden floor of my apartment. I was sweating and almost out of air. It was all a dream. It slowly stood up to look at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. My hair was all over the place,and my shirt was all ruffled up. I then sat down on my bed.

"What the hell was that?" I said to myself. That dream was terrifying. I had never had a dream like that.

I then stood up from my bed and walked out of my bedroom. In my dream I was nine or possibly eight, I could not remember. I am not either of those ages. I am a 18 year old male working for a Bachelors Degree. It was Summer for my university. I had nothing to do for the last three days due to that. All I did was stay in my apartment.

Today however I decided that I should get a Summer job. The University will not pay for my apartment. I walked up to my table and noticed that yesterday's newspaper was still on the counter. I picked it up and went to the section that advertised job openings in almost anywhere you could find.

I looked through and saw some interesting ones. One was for a part time man at a restaurant that was run down, another was a McDonalds drive thru opening. I will not do any of those though because I atleast want something that will get me money. I flipped to the next page.

For one of the jobs had a picture for it's advertisment. I checked the one with the photo out:

HELP WANTED

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Family Pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12AM to 6AM. Monitor cameras, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters. Not responsible for injury or dismemberment. 120$ per week.

Call: 1-800-FAZ-BEAR

It seemed like a good job. The night hours seemed horrible to be on but everything else seemed okay to me. My dream last night though was horrible,and did have animatronic things in it. Maybe this place could give me some hints about my dream last night. And it may get answers for some other stuff I been wondering about during the last couple of years.

I picked up a red sharpie and circled the advertisement. This job was suited for me. I pulled out my cell phone and started to dial the number ot the place. It rung three to four times until somebody picked up.

"Hello?" asked a deep voice on the other side of the phone. "I mean, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza at your service! He he."

"Hello my name is Mike Schmidt." I replied to the voice on the other side of the phone. I was nervous. The only job I had before this was a job at the local Kroger. "I read your newspaper article."

"Ah! I see you want to reserve the place for a hour! What's the occasion?" The voice got suddenly super excited on the other end of the phone. It reminded me of the bear animatronic bear from my dream. It was very creepy but I kept on talking to the person on the other side of the phone.

"I do not want to rent out this place. I was actually wanting that job opening for the night security guard."

"Alright! Come here at around ten thirty o'clock! The manager will be there waiting for you!" The person on the other side of the phone hung up. I guessed that not a lot of people want to be a night security guard there. I layed back into my bed and rested. I needed it if I was going to work the night shift.

I decided to get to Freddy Fazbear's at eight. Why would I get here at ten o'clock? Inside the building it was pretty warm inside. Probably because of all of the sweaty kids here. I walked around to check the place out. If I was a security guard I might as well know my way around here.

When I got to the showroom I saw three animatronics singing a song. The animatronics looked exactly like the ones in my dream. I looked further back into the stage to see if the Fox character I saw was there. I did not see the Fox. Maybe this was not the place I saw in my dream.

I saw a freckled girl around my age walking around the place giving drinks to the kids here. I walked up to her while she had nobody to serve. When I got to her she looked up at me like I was somebody she knew.

The freckled girl asked "Hey! What are you doing here?"

I replied with a smile. "I am the new night security man here."

She smiled back. "Good. I'm glad I'm not one of the only college students working here over the Summer. Most of the other workers are in High School or just middle aged men."

"I do have one question though." I pointed to the stage. "Isn't there a Fox with the three other animatronics?"

"Fox?" She looked at me like I was a crazy man. "No, there was never a Fox character here."

"Oh. I just wanted to know." Well, I think my dream was inaccurate. There was no Fox animatronic with the other three. It seemed like more of a relief to me. I do not have to worry about the horrifying image I saw in my head about the Fox's mouth running down with blood.

"Oh yeah! Did you hear about this place's urban legend!"

"What urban legend?"
"Well, when I got this job one of my friends from this town told me about this creepy story about this place. She said that three years after this place opened up that five kids were led down to the security office by a man wearing a Freddy Fazbear suit. The rumor is that the man killed the kids and ran off,and the bodies of the children were never found."

"Is that true?"

"No! This place would have been shut down if it was true!" She giggled. "What's your name?" She stared at me in curiosity.

"Mike Schmidt." I replied to her.

"Well, my name is Fanny Redwood. Too bad that you are not the daytime guard. He's some type of old geezer that keeps on saying something like he wished that he was not on duty on some day of 1987."

After she said 1987 I had a headache. Just like the one I had in my dream when the Fox walked up to me with blood running down it's mouth. I held my head and some of the kids looked at me when I grunted out in pain. Fanny said something to me but I could not hear her. I then saw a flash image of the fox with blood running down his mouth. Before I could scream the security guard during the day ran to me.

He asked in a worried tone "Sir! Are you okay!" He stared at me with fear in his eyes.

I looked at the old man. He had a name tag that said "Jenkins Currywood". I replied to Jenkins "I'm okay. I'm just having a major headache."

"Do you need anything? Like medicine?"

Fanny said "He's okay Jenkins. He just has a headache."

"Sorry Fanny." He stepped back. I stood up and looked at him. "Excuse me, sorry for eavesdropping but did you ask about a Fox animatronic?"

I was more scared than surprised. What happens if he tells me that he exists? What happens if there is a dead child inside? No! That is just a rumor you do not believe in crap like that! "Yes, yes I did." I replied.

Jenkin's eyes widened. "Were you here on that day of 1987?"

"Excuse me, but what was this day of 1987?"

"It's Ummm... If you were there you should remember or you just forgot. I wish I could forget that day. I still get that haunting memory of what happend they day. It should have been me."

"What happened?" I was afraid that it involved that fox from my dream.

"Please!" Jenkins begged. "Please do not remind me of that day!" He started to cry. The animatronics stared at us. One of them, the bunny glared at me like he did not like me. They all just stared at us. Then a man in a suit ran up to us.

The suited man kneeling next to Jenkins. "Hey, you can leave for the day." Jenkins sniffed and stood up. He walked out of the building leaving everyone to stare at us. The suited man turned his head and was angry at me.

"What the hell did you do him?" He said to me in a gruff tone. He grabbed my shirt collar. He was angry at me. "Who the hell are you anyways!"

I screamed back at him. "I do not know! He just heard me and Fanny talking and started to say something about some day in 1987! He asked me if was there and I asked him if you could tell me if he could tell what happen! It is all the truth! He just made me curious! That's all!"

The man picked me off the ground with unbelievable strength and threw me on one of the birthday tables. "You never ask him what happened that day!" Fanny gasped and stepped back. He looked at Fanny. "And you should not be telling him about classified this!"

"Stop." Another man in a suit walked up to is. He seemed like he worked here with the other two. "This man is a new employee who was just curious in how this workplace's history. Just be glad I am not charging you of Assault. This is only a warning. If you get violent again I will have to call the police on you."

Everyone in the place stared at all of us in fear. The manager said to everybody in this room. "None of you will have to pay any expenses tonight. Sorry for what happened. Freddy!"

The bear animatronic looked up at him. "Why don't you play a song. Bonnie, Chica, play the song with Freddy." The three animatronics paused for a moment and began on a new song.

The suited man scoffed at all of us and walked away. I can already tell that I am not on this guy's good side. I looked up to the place's manager who had blonde hair. I said to him. "Sorry, it was all my fault. I did not mean to made a ruckus. You can fire me if you want to."

The manager replied "No, I'm sorry about Rick. He can get violent at times. Most of the time he gets angry whenever somebody disrespects people he knows. And you right there made his grandfather cry. That's why you were thrown right on the cake table."

We looked at the table I was thrown on. It was not broken inalienable like in the movies. It was just like was exactly the same as before. "Well, follow me. Let's get to your new office Mike."

I followed him into a small room with two door opening and a tablet laying on a table. There were several news articles and posters on the wall. I sat down on the chair. I was told to stay in the same room the whole time I was working here. This may be a little bit boring but I still stay here,not for the job but for other reasons.