-Currently / August 3rd, 1997-

I sighed, walking into the doors of my new job on time. Under no circumstances would I have taken this job, but I am getting extremely desperate for money. Never again would I dare to step foot into this place. Like I had much of a choice nowadays. Apartments are becoming hard to rent... A message began playing as soon as I laid back in my chair, and it had been obviously pre-recorded.

Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?

Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."

Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.

So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?

Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal exoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh.

Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night.

I shrugged off his warnings about the animatronics, yet the thought of it very much being possible haunted my mind. This damn place will follow me throughout my life it seems, without fail. Currently I just turned 22, whereas Xerxes would've been 17. Mom died 3 years ago, from a heart attack. Doctors then said it was from stress, but I knew better. The incident here turned her hair grey at a fairly young age, and the stress wore her so thin that her fast heartbeat became irregular, and eventually gave out.

I'm surprised I haven't just walked out into traffic and killed myself to stop the pain and guilt. I checked the monitors lazily, to see Bonnie, Chica, Freddy and Foxy behind Pirate Cove's curtains. And then there rested a new face, a raccoon-like creature sitting in the back with Freddy and company. The guy stopped talking, but not before he mentioned something of a crazed animatronic who roamed the halls as the others did, but in the most random fashion. I sat my lunch down, eating a couple bites of the pepperoni roll I brought along with homemade habanaro barbecue sauce. I've tried the barbecue sauce before, stupidly popping a whole one in my mouth right after eating the pepperoni roll... let's just say it didn't end well...

I checked the monitor to find that Bonnie had already gotten out, and was in the backroom with the costumes. This threw me off, and placed the lid down. Being frantic was my passion after all, being here again kept me on my toes. The raccoon had moved, and in saying that, taken a different route than any of the others... Speaking of which, he only moved when the camera wasn't on him, which would end up wasting all my power. I wouldn't survive through the first night! How pathetic is that?!

[To Be Continued...]