November 7th, 1993
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza #3
My name is Michael Robert "Mike" Schmidt. I am currently 25 years old and living in Hurricane, Utah in an apartment. As you may have read before, I have a younger cousin, who is now 13 years old. Aside from my cousin and a sister, Mary, I have no other family.
11:47 AM
I needed a job desperately, mainly because I needed to pay my apartment rent. My last job... I prefer not to talk about. So, I was reading the newspaper seeing if there were any open jobs. While reading, I found something that caught my interest.
"Help Wanted! - Freddy Fazbear's Pizza
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is looking for a security guard to work the night shift from 12 AM to 6AM.
Monitor the safety of the equipment and animatronic characters. Employ today!
Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for injury/dismemberment
$120 a week. To employ, call: 1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR"
"They're still open?" was the first thought that came to my mind. I still remembered the horrifying incident back in 1987. I was sort of anxious about getting the job, but none of the other jobs were good enough, so I grabbed a red marker and circled the ad. Then, I dialed the number on the ad.
"You just called Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. How may we help you?"
"Uh, yes. I would like to sign up for the job of security guard, please."
"What's your name, sir?"
"Michael Schmidt. I repeat, Mike Schmidt."
"Your job begins tomorrow at 12 AM. Thanks for employing at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."
Holy cow! They hired me almost right away! They never said they'd interview me! That's weird, but nice! Now I can pay for my apartment!
I decided to go to Freddy's for lunch, and see if anything has changed since the 80s. When I arrived, the place looked almost like 6 years ago. The sign above the entrance was slightly different, with a new art style for the characters.
When I walked in, the dining room looked just like it did long ago, with all the tables. The stages had the same purple curtains with the same white stars. I sat down at coincidentally the very same table as all those years ago. I ordered their pasta, which was surprisingly really good!
I looked around the place, noticing two hallways in the back of the building, which weren't there before. When I looked where Pirate Cove was, the sign in front said: Sorry! Out of Order. It would make sense that they would discontinue Foxy after the incident.
Eventually, Freddy, Bonnie and Chica appeared on the stage saying the exact lines I remember from years ago. They looked slightly different, though. Freddy's head was less blocky and more wide. Bonnie's head was also less blocky. Chica's head seemed to be more round than before. Also, both Freddy and Bonnie originally had two black buttons on their chests. Those buttons were now gone.
As I said, the dialogue from the robots was the same, including the sudden hushed voices that none of the kids seem to hear. However, they were much more common. I heard phrases such as "PLEASE RUN" and "CHILDREN".
After they sang a few songs, I expected them to come off the stage again. But... that never happened. The announcer never announced that they would come interact with the kids. Also, none of the characters ever mentioned Foxy.
Later, a staff member walked up to me.
"Are you Mike Schmidt?"
"Uh... yes I am."
"Since you are here, here's your security guard uniform."
She handed me a typical security guard's uniform along with a Freddy Fazbear themed badge.
"Remember, you must be here by 12 AM."
She walked off.
11:25 PM
I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I had to get some early sleep because not only did I have to stay awake for 6 hours for my job, but I wanted to arrive early.
I got dressed in my security guard outfit, grabbed my Game Boy (for entertainment), and drove back to the pizzeria. When I arrived, some of the lights were still on. I assumed the staff were taking longer to clean up than usual.
When I entered the building, I was greeted by my supposed manager. His name was Tim, and he seemed like a really nice guy. He basically showed me what I would be doing and how.
"Okay, so... Mike, is it? Your job is to keep an eye on the building and make sure nobody steals anything! To do that, you'll monitor the security cameras in the building. Please note, though, that one of the cameras isn't working correctly. That's the kitchen camera."
He then took me down the left hall to my security office.
"I'd recommend that you stay in your office at all times. It's too complicated to explain why. Just don't leave."
As I sat down in the chair, which was really comfy, Tim gave me a tablet that was plugged into the wall with a bunch of switches on the top. On the far left were small letters saying "CAM 1A" with the number changing as it went right.
"This portable monitor will help you view the cameras, although you can also look at the TV monitors sitting on the desk in front of you."
I believed I could easily get comfortable with this. "This job will be easy." I thought.
"One more thing: you have the honor of being the very last security guard this place has!"
"Why?"
"This place will be closing down this weekend. November 15, to be exact. The main reason we're hiring you is because we can't have our stuff stolen before we close!"
As he finished talking, the lights in the building started to go out.
"By the way, this place has limited power after 12 AM, so use your electricity wisely! Good luck!"
Tim walked away as all the lights were completely out, except for the lamp in the office. Then, I remembered I had a question for him.
"Tim! Do the robots still walk around?"
By this point, though, Tim and everyone else was gone.
My shift had begun.