Life being a day-shift guard can get really stressful. Goddamn children, always wanting pizza. Sometimes, I feel bad for those animatronics. Still can't believe they hired me. After all I've done, I am here. I'll strike once more. What can I say? Evil doesn't die.

Bonnie died of laughter, making Mike even more furious. But, he couldn't stay mad at Chica. So, Mike decided to go back to the Office. "I think I did the right thing..." He mumbled, as he sat back in his chair. He then opened the monitor, trying to get a glimpse of the old animatronics. He saw Freddy in the West Hall. "Will he kill me...?" Mike asked, as he switched to Pirate's Cove. A crimson fox stared at the camera from its cove. "Alright..." Mike then switched to Dining Area, Freida and Bonnie were sitting at a table, seeming to have a conversation.

Mike got out his recorder, he tapped the red button. "Uhm, hello, hello? I decided to do something that some guy did before me. I'll be leaving messages for you. So, welcome to Freida Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place where children and adults can have fun." Mike checked the blind spot to his left, no one was there.

"The description really explains a lot. This message was taken place during my first night, so I'm still getting used to these things. Just check the lights and close the doors if absolutely necessary." Mike then tapped the button that had a square on it. He opened the monitor and checked the backstage. He saw the endoskeleton and the spare parts staring at the camera. "Holy fucking shit..." Mike mumbled.

4 AM

Something about this place made Mike want to find something. The backstage incident was stuck in his head. Their pinpricked eyes staring at him, as if they hated him. Mike had to know. "When my shift is over, I'll do some research." He mumbled, checking Pirate's Cove. The crimson fox wasn't there anymore. "What the hell..." Mike switched to West Hall, to see a flash of red pass by the camera. "SHIT!" He jumped out of his seat and slammed his fist on the button. The metal door flying down. "ARGH! Ye' be walkin' the plank, lass!" The pirate started to bang on the door, Mike stared at the power meter. "56..."

He then heard more footsteps. "Foxy! What are you doing?!" It sounded like Chica's voice, Mike thought. "The lass be walkin' the plank!" Foxy then banged on the door again as Mike flinched. "No! He's our care-taker!" As Foxy was about to land another blow on the door, she stopped. "C-care-taker?" She spoke in a normal voice. Chica nodded, as Mike backed away from the door. He bumped into the fan, causing it to fall down. "AH!" Mike shot up, seeing paper around the room. "Wait..." Mike read one of them.

In italics, the words were...

This is Vincent speaking. Well, writing, I guess. It has been a week since I've joined the night-guard position at Freida Fazbear's Pizza Palace. The robots are friendly, even the old animatronics are. But, some of them keep trying to get into my office, I'll report that to Fazbear Entertainment.

But, these animatronics have a dark secret to them. I just can't believe it. Well, I guess that-

Mike couldn't read the rest of the writing, as it was gibberish after that word. He checked his watch, "5:55 AM." he said aloud. The animatronics returned to their starting position as Mike left the pizzeria.

Plaza Azul Apartments - 6:30 AM

Mike looked at the results for his search. "Missing Children...?" He said as he clicked on the peculiar link. He was greeted with a paragraph, possibly stating some secrets about the past of the pizzeria. The title made Mike want to exit, but his curiosity overpowered him. He started to read every single word.

In the summer of 1987, five children went missing. Fazbear Entertainment denies any wrongdoing. As the police continued to inspect the pizzeria, with no evidence, they put it on lock-down. They then gave it another go, a horrible odor came from the old suits. As the police checked them, they found the missing children. It is said that they still haunt the suits to this day.

Mike felt like he wanted to vomit. He finally called it quits and went to sleep. Trying to forget that horrible event.

Rebooting systems...

Systems rebooted...

Looking for corrupted files...

1 file(s) found...

Playing file...

"NO! PLEASE, NO!" The man screamed, flailing his arms as Foxy and Chica dragged him towards the backstage. "We finally got him, Foxy. We finally got the murderer." Chica stated, the man's eyes widened. "MURDERER?! I'M NO MURDERER! PLEASE!" Freida busted open the door as Freddy laid down the empty suit. "NO! PLEASE!" The robots paid no attention.

Bonnie then grabbed the man and got ready to stuff him. "Revenge is bliss." She muttered as she stuffed the helpless man. His skin being pierced by the wires and robotic parts. He felt his bones mix in with his muscles as they turned into mush. Blood leaked from the eyes of the empty suit. The animatroncis then walked off.

Deleting file...

File deleted...

Activati-

Shutting down...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Mike groaned, burying his face in the pillow. The alarm continued to beep. "Alright, alright!" Mike yelled, turning it off. He got dressed and went to the kitchen to make himself some food. "Fucking shift tired me out..." He muttered, grabbing the box of Cocoa Puffs. Mike placed his bowl on the table, immediately adding milk and cereal. He then got a spoonful of the combination and put it in his mouth.

RING! RING! RING! Mike answered the incoming call. "Hello?"

"Mike, right?"

"Yeah, this is Michael Kenneth Schmidt speaking."

"Alright, look, you'll be working day-shift and night-shift, the last one was fired for certain... reasons."

"Day-shift? So, I'll be earning double pay?!" Mike exclaimed.

"Yep."

"Awesome! When do I start?!"

"12:00 PM."

Mike took a quick glance at the clock. "9:58 AM..." He then grinned, having enough time to do his own thing. "Alright." Mike then hung up and placed his finished bowl of cereal in the sink, immediately running to his room. As he entered his room, he got his MP3 player and played one of his favorite songs.

Noisy Freaks - Freak Orchestra

He swung his head upward and downward to the funky beat, listening to the soft tune of a guitar with a beat in the background. "I fucking love Noisy Freaks..." Mike mumbled, stretching his arms.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza - 1987

He led us into that backroom.

He killed us, slew us.

Our savior, the puppet, revived us.

He made us happy.

Then we vowed revenge on that evil man.

We wanted to make him scream.

We wanted to chase him.

Mutilate him.

Our anger covered our sight.

Now, we must suffer.

Killing innocent peop-

But they are not innocent.

Anyone who steps foot into this building.

Came by their own free will.

Now they must share the same fate as us.

As we stuff that man, seeing his eyes pop out.

We want revenge.

Revenge is bliss.

I will not be posting chapters that much. STAAR is coming, and yeah. But, alright, chapter 2 is here!