$120.50. That's how much I was payed for six nights in that hellhole. Of course, I never dreamed I'd be back again, but things in my life just don't work out.

I heard metallic shuffling, snapping me out of my thoughts and bringing me back to my frightening reality. I checked my ipad's Freddy Fazbear Security Camera App and started to panic. Chica was out and about and I had meant to prepare before midnight. This is bad, I realized. I decided to just wait it out like old times. I still remembered the system – left light, right light, right door, check the cove, open right door, rinse and repeat. There was a problem, however. That problem was Golden Freddy. The animatronics were scattered after his time at the previous restaurant, but Golden Freddy ended up here with me. Golden Freddy REMEMBERED me. Golden Freddy was going to give me hell. Of course, I didn't know that at the time.

I flashed my lights. I was surrounded, bonnie on one side, Chica on the other. I closed my left door, but the right door stopped midway for a few seconds before finally closing. Panicked at this, I flipped on the right light and peered at the window. No Chica. I checked my cameras. Chica was nowhere to be found. I couldn't even hear her in the kitchen. That could only mean one thing. I gulped. Chica was about to stuff me in a Freddy suit. I put down my tablet and turned around. There was nothing behind me. Sighing with relief, I released the breath I didn't even know I was holding and turned back towards the front of the room. I screamed.