Oh my god.

Mike had returned for his next shift. After the last time, he really never wanted to even think about this place again. But he didn't have a choice. His rent was due back by the end of the week and he needed the money. He was only a hundred dollars short and if he couldn't finish this week, he'd be homeless. So he took a seat in the office chair once again, this time being more careful. This time he got permission to put grates on the vents so that they couldn't sneak up on him again. Now they could only come from the hall in front of him. The problem was, the hall was very dark and his flashlight had limited power. Luckily, he didn't have much need for it on this night. When it hit five, he decided to check up on it and noticed a figure that was missing his previous night. Chica. And... he felt attracted to her. But why? He noticed that he was feeling a bit lightheaded, but couldn't help to look at her. He felt his eyes get heavy and everything turned black.

"You may think that what I'm feeling is a little strange. But, baby, I believe the world can change. Some day they will see you were meant to be with me. Doesn't matter if they laugh or criticize. They never felt what I feel when I look in your eyes."

The music started playing in his head as he was now in a dark room, only the center of it being lit up by a spotlight and he was hugging the animatronic. The red glow of her eyes and the bloody knife in her left hand while she held onto him with her right hand, gripping the middle of his arm as they danced.

"Doesn't matter if they're glowing red. Doesn't matter if you want me dead. Call me crazy, baby, but it don't matter at all. It don't really matter at all. You may be a robot but I can't help but fall."

They were dancing on a red carpet in the shape of a love-heart. She stared intently into his eyes, with extreme focus. He felt a sharp pain in his side.

"I'm in love with a chicken who wants to murder me. I fell in love with a chicken so deliciously. She's everything I ever wanted or adored. I can't help the fact that she's a cyborg."

He tried to get free, knowing this wasn't right, but something in his brain was playing a joke on him and it wouldn't let him wake.

"I'm in love with a chicken who wants to murder me. She slays all day with her secret recipe."

The room around them lightened up and he saw he was at a child's birthday party. A kid was crying and his brother, and his brother's friends, were tormenting him, taunting him, making fun of him. He recognized this event and tried to get free of Chica's grasp to help the kid, but her grip was too strong.

"She makes me feel like every day is a party. Every day is a party. You're a little yella, but you're hella sex to the ay-ay. Built just right, oh what a sight, give me that cupcake, get a little cray cray."

The music tortured his brain as he was forced to watch the kid get picked up by all the older teens.

"Oh, lordy, here she comes; creepin' down the hall. You can't miss her 'cause she's seven feet tall."

And she was definitely towering over him now, ready to kill him if he made the wrong move. He heard the brother say he thinks the kid wants to give Freddy a little kiss.

"Girl, what do I gotta do to get a little loving from you? Before I kick the bucket, I gotta get a taste of that McNugget. She's made of metal but she warms my heart. Even if she wants to tear me apart. Oh, call me crazy, baby, but I don't think you're a threat. Why do we always want what we can never get? I'm in love with a chicken who wants to murder me. I fell in love with a chicken so deliciously. She's everything I ever wanted or adored. I can't help the fact that she's a cyborg. I'm in love with a chicken who wants to murder me. She slays all day with a secret recipe."

He heard the kid starting to count down from three and when he shoved the kid in the animatronic Freddy's mouth, he saw the jaw of the machine get stuck until it crushed his head. The teens' laughter died down quickly as blood poured from the suit's mouth.

His mind almost snapped back to normal.

"She's a robot chicken and she wants to kill me."

But something in his head said he was OK with that.

"I'm in love with a chicken."

But he wasn't. It was just another nightmare.

"Who wants to murder me."

That she did. And he felt her stap her knife through his stomach, causing intense pain.

"I fell in love with a chicken so deliciously."

He fell all right. Down to his knees on the floor as he tried to hold in his insides from falling out. The dream began to fade away.

"She's everything I ever wanted or adored."

It went dark, but the feeling didn't go away.

"I can't help the fact that she's a cyborg."

He clutched onto his stomach, feeling blood coming out of his eyes.

"I'm in love with a chicken."

He crumpled over onto his side, feeling like he was dying. And, as it was, he very well could have as his eyes fully closed.

"Who wants to murder me."

And when he opened them again...

"She slays all day with her secret recipe."

He saw something horrible. Something... gold... was looming in front of him, the thing's head a mere few inches away from his own. It was the worst site he could have seen. One of its eye sockets was missing an eye, wires popping out of it. Its mouth was hanging open, as if he couldn't close it at all and he recognized this version of Freddy. It was Golden Freddy. The one that crushed the kid's head. And the pain he felt was real, he noticed, as an endoskeleton was tearing through his torso.