Author's Note: There will be allusions to the second and first games.

-cladinblack15


Night 1: Are you ready for Freddy?

Marcus attempted to comb his wavy brown hair as straight as possible, creating a parting in the middle of his forehead and a lock of hair covering his left eye. He then fastened his belt around his black jeans and put the security cap on, staring at how he looked like in front of the mirror.

"Oh God, I look stupid." comments Marcus to himself.

The uniform he'd been given was kind of small for someone his size and stature. The cloth felt stifling around his upper half which included his arms, accentuating his somewhat plump physique. The pants and belt didn't help either, straining taut around his waist and allowing an overhang of flab to spill over his sides. Marcus placed his hands around his partially rotund belly which drooped past his belt and attempted to tuck it in just like his shirt to no avail. Even straigtening his posture didn't appear to do the trick.

Fuck, did I gain weight? I swear my stomach wasn't this huge before. Damn, if I only had a weighing scale here. Maybe I should cut down on the alcohol and desserts.

Marcus scrutinises his emerald-eyed reflection in the mirror, tracing his sharp v-shaped, recently-shaven chin, pointed nose, and thin lips. No signs of developing flab on his face yet...

Or maybe it's just the fault of these damn clothes...

Marcus wouldn't exactly refer to himself as fat, he was just born a bit 'larger' than most people. Even those he knew thought that he was of an okay weight and height and not many bullied him for his appearance throughout the years. But then again, he had been kind of stress eating for the past decade or so...

Hmmm.. I'd better ask the manager if he has a larger size of this when I go to the attraction tonight.

With that, Marcus slung a blue bag over his shoulder and took with him his phone and wallet, leaving his small apartment on the second floor.


12am.

That was the time shown on his watch. Here he was at last after an hour long journey by foot, bus and a quick meal. Marcus stood in the chilly autumn night outside the unopened attraction beneath the menacing unlit sign 'Fazbear's Fright' which showed a logo of a smiling but creepy looking bear with a top hat. He'd found out about this attraction in a newspaper advertising open spots for jobs such as such as repairmen and 'relic searchers'. Unfortunately, he'd arrived far too late to get any of those better positions...

Marcus was aware that on the other side of this road was a theme park aimed for both kids and teens and almost immediately deduced that Fazbear's Fright was positioned here for an important reason and purpose, to compete with the theme park and attract interested customers. This indeed was the perfect location, it was nearby to the theme park hotels as well.

"Hello?" Marcus called out. "Hello?"

He made a round about the building until he spotted Oliver leaning against a tree while smoking a joint and carrying a rectangular black bag in his left hand.

"HEY!" Shouted Marcus waving to him.

"Hey man!" Oliver shouted back throwing down his joint, "Great to see you!"

The two men approached each other and unexpectedly, Oliver gave him a tight hug and then let go. Marcus was still stunned by the strong smell of weed upon Oliver despite knowing and suspecting the man was probably high.

"Hey-Hey! Glad you came tonight man!" Oliver patted him on the shoulder, "I promise, you're not going to regret this job. We found some crazy relics over the weekend. We're all tracking more of them down right now as we speak. So-uh lemme just update real quick and then you can get to work".

Oliver led Marcus to the back door of the attraction which had a green 'EXIT' sign right above and handed him a set of keys.

"These keys give you access to every door in the building." He gave Marcus an overtly grand gesture, "You have the honour of opening the doors tonight mister. The one in the middle opens this one".

"Um, thanks?" said Marcus unsurely.

He inserted the key and turned the lock, opening the back door to Fazbear's Fright. The two of them entered and what greeted them nearly scared the shit out of Marcus.

"Ah!" Marcus took a step back spotting the object, "O-oliver, what the hell is that thing?!"

A metallic brown bear, appearing almost similar to the one on the logo outside with the exception of a missing top hat and bowtie, was impaled oddly on a steel rod with its jaw slack and gaping. Where its eyes should have been were just empty, soulless holes and juxtaposed beside it was a cartoonish poster of a blue rabbit and itself smiling.

"Ah, that's Freddy Fazbear himself from Fazbear's Pizzeria...Or at least what remains of him. Hey there Fred, this my buddy Marcus." he greeted the mannequin/scary bear-thing cheerfully. He punched Marcus playfully. "Go on, say hello".

"Hi." Marcus greeted the bear with apparent horror in his voice. Oliver didn't seem to take notice.

Ahead of them was a dimly lit corridor while to their right was a room with a red door labelled 'Security'. Oliver turned Marcus in the room's direction.

"This room is where you'll be working for the entire week and hopefully, also for the entire duration of our attraction." Informed Oliver squeezing Marcus's shoulder in excitement. "Let's go inside".

Marcus unlocked the door and they went into a wide rectangular room which was lit a dull yellow. There were about 5 lights which made up its brightness: Two lamps where Freddy was, a single lightbulb above in the room itself and two more lamps just outside the Security Room which could be seen from a large transparent glass window that faced them. In the room itself were two drawings and crafts such as paper plate doll versions of cartoonish characters and lying to the side, was a box of curious, cutesy masks and items. The one which caught Marcus's interest was the red, electric guitar. Further within the room was a dustbin, a chair and a desk with a few compartments that faced the transparent window. On the desk itself were bobble-head figurines of a blue bunny, the bear called 'Freddy' and a humanoid chicken of sorts.

These are probably the mascots. thought Marcus to himself.

"A-Hum," Oliver coughs taking out something from his black bag ."Uh... Now let me tell you about what's new".

He brings out a laptop and charger and, switching it on, opens the live but low-quality footage of Fazbear's Fright from the point of view of various hidden cameras situated in the building. The first camera he looked through was Camera 2 which was a corridor that included a creepy, light-flickering statue and hand-drawn pictures lining the walls, possibly done by children seeing how crudely and simple the subjects were depicted upon each paper.

"So, we found another set of drawings, Always nice and look, there's Bonnie the Bunny".

Olive then switched to camera four by clicking a square point on a small, less-detailed map in the right hand corner.

"We also found a Foxy head! Which we think to be authentic, then again it might just be another crappy cosplay."

"Cosplay?" interrupted Marcus, "You mean to say that this story/rumor is so popular it warrants cosplays?!"

"Yup. It has a pretty big underground cult following which is why we are pretty sure this attraction will be a success. Over the years, this story has inspired various fan arts, fan fictions and disgustingly enough, por-"

"Alright stop." Marcus decided to change the subject before things got awkward, "Just tell me what else is new".

"We found that desk fan over there, very old. Metal though. Watch your fingers".

Oliver proceed to show him the rest of the facility via the cameras using the arrow keys and keypad.

"Uh-heh... Uh...So you see, right now the place is basically just-you know... Flashing lights, spooky props, Uh, I honestly thought we would have more by now. Uh, if we don't have something really cool by next week, we may have to suit you in a Furry suit, and make you walk around saying "Boo". Ha..Ha.., uh... But, you know, like I said, we're trying to track down a good lead right now, Uh, some guy who helped design one of the buildings says there was like, an extra room that got boarded up or something like that. So, we're gonna take a peak and see what we can find. Uh, for now just get comfortable with the setup".

Oliver pulls out and sets up another laptop (or at least it's more like a laptop-like device), connecting it to the other laptop with a cable and switches on the fan.

"Thankfully, there are two sockets at the bottom of this desk. This place also has Wi-Fi by the way but don't use the laptop to go on the internet. Uh, as I demonstrated, you can toggle between the hall cams and the vent cams. When you aren't manually using it, the live footage in each location will automatically switch after 6 seconds or so. Uh, then this other item," he gestured to the second 'laptop', "Is your Maintenance Panel. Use this to reboot any systems that may go offline. Heh. we're trying to make this place feel as vintage as possible, hehe... Some of this equipment is barely functional. Yeah, I wasn't joking yesterday about fires starting in this building. Tha-tha-that's a real risk. Uh, the most important thing you want to watch for, is the ventilation. Look this place will give you the spooks, man, and if you let that ventilation go offline, then you'll start seeing some crazy stuff, man. Keep that air blowin'. Okay that's it. Your shift ends along with this building's power at 6am. Keep an eye on things, and we'll try to have something new for ya tomorrow night. Any questions?"

"Yes." Marcus raises his hand, "Can I maybe get a more fitting uniform? This one is a little tight for my liking..."

"Sorry bro, it's the only one we got. Maybe you can try asking a tailor to adjust it or try to lose weight or something.I dunno...maybe try spiff up your uniform with an accessory..." Oliver shrugs and taps Marcus on the cheek, "Anyway, I gotta go. Good luck man".

"Yeah, sure." The 'Security Guard' says glaring angrily at an oblivious Oliver.

"Buh, Bye dude. Lock the door for me will ya".

Oliver flees, slamming the door behind him as Marcus is left alone for the first night.


Marcus hangs his coat on the chair and throws himself down on the chair, sitting upright. It feels worse than standing. His muffin top is more defined and the tightness of his belt digs painfully into his stomach and constricts him. He's forced to loosen it a bit by two holes to feel comfortable as the buttons on his shirt strain to hold his form together. He feels as if they could burst at any moment.

God what an asshole, thinks Marcus, I hope he knew what he said to me was really offensive. But still, I have a job now, I'll get a good pay and hopefully, I won't have to wear a Furry Suit next week...

The building is quiet save for the low hum of the lamps and droning of the fan. It's only been two hours since 12am. Marcus is bored out of his wits and feels as if he's gaining more weight by sitting on his ass like this. Marcus sighs and stretches, seeing nothing but darkness and the creepy mascots for quite a while. He then decides to explore the entirety of Fazbear's fright himself. He pulls out his iPhone and uses the 'Flashlight' app to wander around the attraction, coming across faulty wiring on the ceiling (some of which are a bit too low for Marcus's liking) while treading on the checkered tiles below him. He sees present boxes of all sizes strewn haphazardly on the floor, more colourful drawings and the other torn apart mascots within the building.

Ugh, I wonder how could children have been so fascinated by these...things in the 80s. Good god, even though they're dismantled, they still freak me out.

However, Marcus had the impression that if he had went to Fazbear's in his childhood, his favourite one would probably have been the Bunny. Eventually, Marcus saw nothing more to see and went back to the Security Room. Remembering the electric guitar in the box, he went to pick it up and play with it, strumming its imaginary strings as he sung Kenny Loggins's Footloose. He hadn't even noticed that he'd fallen asleep as soon as he sung the song for a fourth time.


Huh?

Marcus awoke with a start.

This isn't Fazbear's Fright. Was the first thought that came to his mind. He was in a much larger room facing two tables with party hats on them. Two caution signs were painted above the wide opening. A flashlight was in his hand. Marcus wandered out of the room. The scenery was dark, so so dark. All of a sudden, he felt something grab a hold of him from his collar and came face to face with Freddy Fazbear, the mascot of the Pizzeria, who smelt oddly of rotting flesh. Marcus screamed. The scene then changed, Marcus couldn't move. The bear was dragging him to a table with a headless animatronic suit. Inside it were steel wires and bars. The bear grabbed Marcus by his hair and shoved him into the cold metal suit.


"AHHH! AHH! AHrgh!"

Marcus awoke in cold sweat feeling the lingering, phantom pains of the metal piercing his skin. What was that? Was he back in reality? He flexed his hands blinked himself awake. He then purposefully slapped himself just to be sure.

Ouch.

Yes, Marcus knew he was definitely back in reality. Instinctively, he checked his watch. His shift had ended over five minutes ago.

Crap, I must have fallen asleep last night. I'd better remind myself to bring coffee and my pills tomorrow...

He looked to the laptop which had changed: On it was a moving picture of a humanoid bear, bunny and chicken, the very same three mascots on his desk. Upon the bear were the letters W,A,S,D. He pressed on of the words on the laptop's keyboard causing the bear to move down. Immediately, Marcus realises that this wasn't a moving image but an 8-bit game.

He held down the 's' key, forcing the bear to go downwards. The avatar went into the next room with two tables and moving pixels meant to represent rats to see a purple bear, similar in shape to it, move right and disappear.

The words: FOLLOW ME. popped up at the bottom left corner of the screen.

Marcus sent the avatar in the same direction as the Purple Freddy. In the next room, the purple bear went upwards and Marcus in turn sent Freddy in its direction. After two more rooms, the purple Freddy led Marcus to a room with a boarded up door and went upwards. Marcus sent the Freddy avatar up once more, only for Freddy to stop and be greeted by ominous red words.

ERR

Err? Marcus thought As in an error?

STRRZZZT

A loud static sound blared from the laptop as a purple figure dashed out from above and decimated the Freddy avatar to bits, laughing and smiling as it did so. The screen then went blank, fading into white lines and then, back into the security camera map.

What the hell was that about?

Marcus felt uneasy about the purple figure but didn't know why. Left with unanswered questions for now, Marcus shuts down the electronic equipment and leaves Fazbear's Fright as fast as possible in time to see the lights and machinery power down, needing to contact Oliver or at least do some research about these strange events.

[NIGHT 1 END]


As you know, review and like if you want more. As to why there is a door for the Security Room, you'll see what becomes of it later...

-cladinblack15