A/N Yep, the annoying bold text is back! The first chapter was mostly a scene-setting scenario for the future chapters. This is where stuff gets more intense and bold. Balloons, giggles and cuteness can't hide everything... There was a slight glitch when I attempted to tamper with uploading the second chapter, which basically duplicated the first chapter and passed it off as the second chapter. Nope. Here we go.

He immediately dialed the number on his phone. This fucking job that Jeremy was put up to had pushed him, and his sanity into an abyss. An abyss where no light seems through. Nothing except for those damn white animatronic eyes that glare through the darkness.

"Hey, Jeremy!", the man on the other end of the phone beamed. This man was no other than Jeremy's boss. The man in charge of Jeremy's horror and insanity.

"I quit!", Jeremy nearly shouted. He had suffered enough. That cursed pizzeria was a living nightmare. Not even a cheery innocent animatronic could change his thoughts on leaving.

"Oh, no no no. You listen to me, buddy", boss shouted. "Listen. Meet me outside the pizzeria at 11. I think I can change your mind". A grimace crept across Mr Marsh's face.

"Mr Marsh, sir. As much as I respect you; I'm not stepping into that hellhole you call 'family fun'. Shut the fucking place down". Jeremy felt like he was ranting.

"MEET ME THERE AT ELEVEN PM SHARP", Mr Marsh's gravel voice sharply booming out of the phone. The cellphone beeped, indicating the end of the call. Jeremy sighed. He felt like he screwed his life up. Jeremy decided he would show up to the pizzeria. Not that he wanted to, but his heart told him to show respect for his former-boss. Even through his fogged windows he could see Mr Marsh's grim expression. "Welcome, Jeremy", he nearly scowled.

"Hey", Jeremy replied, closing his car door after him.

"So, what's u-", Jeremy was cut off by fear. He felt the familiar feeling of his knees buckling with pure terror.

"Listen here, friend". Mr Marsh had a gun propped up against Jeremy's head. Jeremy could barely make any details in front of him. He was shaking too much. He could tell, though, that Mr Marsh still had that grim expression on his face.

"You are working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for the rest of the week. Do you understand?". Mr Marsh had a threatening tone in his slight-Russian accent. Jeremy, still shaking, nodded his head. He could feel terror moving up his body. Jeremy was bound to convulse into tears any moment now.

"Good. Now, go. Get ready before I FUCKING SLAUGHTER YOU".

"Y-YES S-SS-SIR!", Jeremy yelped before being shoved towards the entrance. Jeremy was petrified with fear. His wrists were shaking whilst his mind was running. This man was breaking the law and threatening a person's life.

"GET. IN". It was Jeremy's boss' turn to begin to shake and twitch. Not with fear, though. Jeremy bolted into the doors of the pizzeria. Jeremy shakily felt his heart. It was racing, racing like the pace which Jeremy wanted to use to sprint to the police station. The lights in the entire building shut down. It wasn't until then that Jeremy's heart opposited to his racing beats from before. It stopped. Jeremy, with the little energy he had left, ran to the security room.

"Hi", Jeremy heard BB call from somewhere in the pizzeria. It was creepy, Jeremy could admit, though from what he had just experienced he had other worries. He was forced to work at this spawn of Satan for the rest of the week. Jeremy sighed, hoping his breathing would calm him down. It partially worked, but of course he was still horrified. The somewhat-comedic sound of winding the music box echoed around his empty head. Jeremy felt weak, invisible... like nothing.

"Hello". The left vent began to screech as metal was scraped and pounded against metal. Jeremy winced. He switched the channel feed over to the left vent, and activated the light. Balloon Boy, surely enough, was crawling through the vents. But Jeremy noticed something different about him... his eyes...

"HAHAHAH", BB giggled vociferously. Jeremy hadn't heard this before. His heart immediately began to race for what felt like the millionth time that night. The vents continued to rupture with banging deafeningly. Jeremy concluded that the demonic giggling was one of his pre-recorded lines... and he hoped so. Jeremy lowered the camera. BB was there, in front of him. Jeremy froze. Balloon Boy had the same Satanic grimace that Mr Marsh had. It unsettled Jeremy more than anything else the animatronics have done. "Hello again, friend", BB barked. Jeremy noticed what looked different about his friend. Balloon Boy's eyes were darker, and the pupils had an eerie white glow to the center of them. Jeremy gulped. BB was holding his sign and fake balloon by his sides; arms unbent. Balloon Boy looked a lot different than he did last night, and a lot more menacing.

"H-hey!...". Jeremy's nystagmus was kicking in. Balloon Boy grimaced further.

"So. About yesterday..", BB began. "Why don't you understand, Jeremy?". He said 'Jeremy' sharply and deeply. BB was purposely attempting to horrify Jeremy.

"LEAVE", BB's voice was dangerously menacing and low. His voice sounded like there were more than one speaking at the same time, all with slightly different pitches.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING A-ABOUT?", Jeremy whimpered. BB motioned to Jeremy's flashlight.

"If you won't leave, buddy, me and my friend will make you". Jeremy knew Balloon Boy was wanting him to pick up the flashlight, but he didn't think he could. Even if he tried, his terror would paralyze him. BB's face grew darker, his Mr Marsh face dissipating into anger.

"Very well, then", his voice still glitching, if that's what was happening. Balloon Boy pounced at Jeremy's wrist.

"F-FA.. A.. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR", BB screeched. BB had a hold of Jeremy's wrist, and was rattling it murderously. Jeremy was still frozen in shock and fear. He could barely breathe. BB ripped off Jeremy's watch and crushed it. Balloon Boy forced Jeremy's pale, unmoving hand onto his flashlight.

" REI 2e411.%5^". BB twitched and shook. Jeremy could only watch in horror as the humanoid animatronic shook around ferociously. BB's head sharply snapped as it focused on Jeremy. "HAVE FUN", was all Jeremy could make out from the garbles of voice. It wasn't until then that Jeremy noticed the garbles weren't made by Balloon Boy.

He snapped out of his petrified state and picked up the flashlight, knocking over several items on the desk before him. With tears in his eyes, and convulsions in his body, he pushed his thumb onto the cold, grey button. Jeremy froze for the fourth time. Metal was pounding against metal, coming from the hallway. Footsteps of an animatronic. Jeremy almost broke down. He frantically raced his arms around on his desk, looking for something, anything that would save him from this inevitable horror. Jeremy spotted the Freddy mask. The sound of incoherent garbles, metallic footsteps and a "Pop Goes the Weasel" lullabye filled Jeremy's ears, as his mind filled his chances of survival with nothingness.

His sweating hands caught a hold of the mask's eye socket. Jeremy heaved it up, still rattling his hands with fear. He was crying inwardly. Balloon Boy raced towards Jeremy. Jeremy shrieked, fearing for his life. Tablet, flashlight and confidence falling to the floor. BB had snatched the Freddy mask off of Jeremy's loose grip. Jeremy's cries of horror now came gushing out of his eyes and throat. Balloon Boy was giggling, that same, fucking, cursed giggling he made earlier. It repeated. It repeated. It repeated. It was an eternal cycle of glitched laughter. Jeremy screamed and covered his ears with his convulsing hands, squeezing his eyes shut. Oh, what a stupid mistake. Jeremy opened his eyes one. Last. Time. And he regretted it. In front of him was an orange animatronic, ripped, dismantled and fucking hideous. It beared a sharp hook and an unbreaking gaze with Jeremy's puny stature.

His own screams filled his ears.

A/N Yes, the chapter did take longer than I wanted to write and be released. But it's the weekend now, so I'll be able to upload 2+ more chapters. Thanks for the reviews, guys! It means a lot. I'm going to amp up the action in the chapters, so it's more attention-grabbing and so on. Until chapter three, goodbye, guys.