Here is a disclaimer: I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's! Warning for strong language, blood gore, violence, and crude humor! You, dear readers, must be eighteen years old! If you not...Don't say I didn't warned you! Also Mike is very OOC, don't like then don't read.
WARNING THIS CHAPTER IS CAUTION A STRONG LANGUAGE AND VERY VIOLENT SCENE. IF YOUR NOT EIGHTEEN PLEASE DON'T READ! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT!
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"T-thank you ma'am." I stammered in embarrassment. That is my first praise that I had in years.
She grinned.
"I'm getting old after all." She commented sadly.
"Heh. I don't think so ma'am." I said.
She give me a thankful look and then look at the time.
"Well. I need to leave. I hope you will survive your first night of hell." She said and waved for a farewell.
'Damn, I hope so.' I thought.
Okay Mike don't do anything stupid on your first job, I thought and cringed at the thought when I last time got a job. I got fired inasmuch he accidentally snapped and making threats (by accident) at his boss that he is doing something illegal. He tricked the polices that I was threatening him so hard that he could cry. I fumed and then attacked him. In that result, I went into prison for one year in the half.
I shivered, be a frank being in prison for one year in the half wasn't pretty. I went to prison when I was nineteen and left prison as a free man. I still remember that day few years ago..
— Flashback few years ago —
"HEY MIKE!" A forty seven years old man yelled. "I heard that you are leaving this shithole next week."
Oh shit. He have found out. Oh sweet mighty Jesus Christ, what I have done to you? WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS FUCKERY?! I yelled in my thought.
I look at Gabriel grimly.
"Y-yes." I sputtered.
Gabriel give me a wicked grin and punch my shoulder hard while no one is looking.
I winced.
Ouch, I thought.
"Ah...I always dream about leaving this shithole." He give a sarcastic expression of mock sympathy and then gritted his teeth in anger like he thought about something unpleasant. "Sadly I cannot."
I narrowed my eyes in suspense.
"I was betrayed by someone and then sentenced for life in prison. For the crime that I committed thirteen years ago." He give a bitter laugh.
My suspicion have been confirmed. This is the murderer who killed entire family expect for a young daughter who was eight years old at that time thirteen years ago. He give his youngest daughter a dangerous trauma, she got hospitalized for a long time until seven years ago she died in her sleep. Right now this man is now the last heir of his family offspring, there's will be no Riddle heir for his family after the youngest passed away in her sleep.
I cringed and look at him and couldn't help it, but give him a pity look.
"You're that murderer that massacred his family, but spared his own daughter. For that price, she died seven years ago, right? You're that killer." I said confidently without realizing my mistake.
He growled angrily and then he grabbed my collar.
"You bastard..! God, I wish that I could stabbed your gut out..." He growled angrily and then punched my face hard and started to beating me up, only a two minutes after the guard finally noticed.
"HEY HEY HEY!" One of the guard shouted and point his gun at him like he will shoot without a hesitation.
"Drop. The. Boy." He hissed.
"This fuckery shithead bastard..." Gabriel mumbled angrily and then give a final punch in the face. "…Is a motherfucking piece of shit." He finished with a growl.
The guard give a glare.
"Your coming with me. This was your final warning." He said.
Ganriel smirked like he is insane.
"I don't care man. This piece of shit need to give a respect to their roommate's privacy." Gabriel pointed at me and then started to walk to the guard and then the guard handcuffed him and left the room.
My consciousness started to faded away from me. I passed out due to injuries.
Only a week later, I regained my consciousness. I never saw Gabriel again after that accident. What I was told that he drowned. I got suspicious and then figured that they used waterboarding (A/N: Kids don't do this at home! For safety reasons!) on Gabriel and Gabriel drowned due to the water in his lungs.
What a sick fuckards, I thought grimly and felt sick.
This is the worst kind of torture in United States of America. Britain banned it. Many people wanted to banned it. It's very dreadful torture and it's very painful. It make me feel ill, when I found out how this world is dreadful and cruelty. No one such as serial killer or criminals forced to do tortures like this. This kind of tortures should be brought to justice and get rid of it.
— End of flashback —
I grimaced at that memory and then take a seat at the chair in the security office. The room look small, compact room. Against the wall in front of the player stands a desk, on top of which sits a few electronic monitoring devices, as well as a fan, a drink, and various balled up papers. Wires stream up to the ceiling from the monitoring devices. The desk has two drawers, along with a speaker with a spider web that seems to be covering the speaker itself. There's two doors and near by the door there's two red corresponding buttons. Outside of the doors are hallways seemed to be lead to the rest of the restaurant.
I look at the monitoring devices in awed. Just before I touch it the phone rings.
I frowned and then answer the phone.
"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." The phone guy said.
"What? Seriously?!" I gaped.
"Uh, yeah." He said.
I frowned.
"Anyway I'm finishing up my last week now, as matter of fact. So I know it can be bit overwhelming." He said.
"Understatement of the century." I muttered quietly.
"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?"
I nodded. I trust this guy.
"Okay."
"Uh great." He muttered sarcastically like his last week didn't went so well. It make me wonder what happened.
"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.'"
I'm starting to worried.
"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."
I rolled my eyes.
"If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath?" He said sarcastically.
I tried not to laugh.
"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." I said.
"So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit."
Wait what? I thought.
"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?"
I didn't comment, but my eyes narrowed in suspense.
"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 endoskeleton 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."
"What the hell?" I asked.
"They didn't tell me about this one! Why they didn't tell me about this?" I demanded.
"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."
"Good night!" I said.
The phone call ended.
"Alright Mike..." I whispered to myself. "…Let get this job bitchin'."
For some reason, I have a bad feelin' about this...Something bad about to happen tonight...
So...Do you like it so far? :-) What's so good about this chapter? Please review me, I'm looking forward to it!
