I can't live with this. I can't. It's been three nights already. I don't even know how I've survived. But I don't know if I'll make it tonight.

They're roaming, like always. Walking around the place, every night, with silent steps. Who would think that big, giant animatronics, with metal endosqueletons inside them, don't do no noise when they're runing around?

It's 6:30 AM, and I'm waiting for the day guard to come and change shifts. He's late, but it looks like the animatronics have relaxed a little, because they're going back to they're original spots. It's the first time the other guy's late, and I'm starting to get a little nervous.

Oh god, I hear Freddy's laugh. Why is Freddy laughing now? It's already 6:45! He should be back on the Stage!

Okay, okay, I've got to calm down. Just, check the cameras and keep the mask near me. I've got to calm my shit.

Holly fuck, MUSIC! The puppets music!

Okay, fuck. What's happening? I'm scared. I'm fucking scared, okay?

I just... Where's the fucking guard?! He should be here already! FUCK! Where...?

Oh god.

Oh god.

The powers out. I'm fucking sitting in the dark. Freddy's laugh is closser. Oh, crap. Where's the mask?

I don't understand...

I start to feel dizzy.

I've been wearing the mask for the last two minutes. I know the phone guy told me not to use it to much, but... But it protects me...

Freddy's a the door... I hear he's laugh and he's eyes have just lit up. His music is playing.

I can hear my own pulse in my ears. Bonnies staring at me from the other day. I'm just, sitting here, petrified. Panting, because this fucking mask is making me swet and it smells weird.

I hold my breath. There's something in front of me. I can feel it. The mask covers it, but I can feel it.

I hold my breath. I don't fucking dare to do a fucking move. I just... I just can't... My heart is beating so fast I think it's going to jump out of my chest.

The Puppet is in front of me. He's staring at me. I think the know I'm here. His eyes... Dark, empty eyes. But there's something in them. That light, that white light that's staring into my soul. Pulling me close. Close to the dark.

I just...

I can't help it...

I'm sorry...

-Muco.