(Sorry for the wait and I don't know what happened to chapter 3 and why Mike's thoughts arent italics but I'll fix that in a little bit. Enjoy chapter 4. Warning: blood, pain, death mention(?), and bad memories. A wild purple fucker has appeared! It used FOXY attack. It was super effective!)

Laughter is heard all around, music plays in a normal paced tune and the darkness subsides into light but a very hazy one. As if a person took off their glasses, the colors are faded together and nothing's clear but enough can be made out to know the scenery. A light color is seen looking up with black and white blobs underneath, and wood is seen straight ahead; looking down faded shapes of squares colored red and purple are stood on by... How close is the floor?

It's so close and stood on by little feet and legs hidden by pants, who's perspective is being seen-

"Hey there little man," a smooth voice is heard from behind and as the view begins to turn a purple figure is seen. From the tone, even blocked as if a large barrier was in between the two it sounds like a grown man.

Lips are moving, felt moving actually as if the person who's stuck in this perspective is actually the person in this... What is this? A dream? Vision? Fantasy? Memory? No words are spoken- or heard from the 'little man'- but the older purple guy smiles in a way that's reassuring; calming and trusting.

"Why don't you go talk to him now?" The smile returns after the words are spoken but it's different than before the words left his lips. The smile is more... Off putting? It looks just the same except for a little twitch that makes it bigger.

"Him?" The only word spoken from whoever's view is being used in this scene; the word is spoken in a higher tone as if excited and also as if it's a child? Why would a child's view be seen-

"Yarharharharhar!" The sound- no the laugh, it's so familiar and robotic as if...

"...?" Another word is spoken, still unknown, as the view turns to the side and the lights disappear as the vision comes clearer than before and red- what is that, fabric? Something red that looks so soft but not a shirt or blanket is the only thing seen.

Wake up

Feeling as if being forced by some unknown being the sight changes slowly- it's looking up, the person is looking up to see white jagged and sharp... Teeth? Is that a jaw?

Mikey please

Everything on the edges of the sight fades into darkness as the object comes closer and gets larger.

Hurry

It's all that can be seen, the white and red until the fading took over and nothing can be seen but even if sight is gone a pain comes into play. It was a pinch for a second and then it grows and grows not seeming to end. Stop... please... It continues and goes past uncomfortable into a feeling as if breaking an arm but its not stopping!

Mikey get up

Stop, please enough... It hurts. Pain continues but a wet feeling starts as if a raindrop fell on ones forehead and rolls down the face, then more comes. It's more that a trickle it starts turning into more streams and the brain, the head it hurts so much! What is this wet feeling and what's going on? Make it stop! Stop. Stop stop stop stop stop stop stop STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!

Mike!

Gasping for air the security guard wakes up back in his room, well not his bedroom room but the room where he passed out in during the middle of the night with robotic murderers wandering around. Wait, I'm still alive?

Mike sits up shaking his head to get as awake as he could looking at his options. The left door is open and the right one is down... Wasn't that the other way around?

"Uhhh, damn it. I just need to get past the first night. What is the time? Shit how long was I out!" Mike checks his phone to see that's is a 5:36 am. Last I remember the time was like 4:19 and that was just before blacking out. Did I just get lucky for an hour?

Hearing a few footsteps Mike checks his left door again and see's Bonnie in the doorway, a little different than from an hour ago. They seem to be a little hesitant, not as close to the door as before. Mike closes the door and walks over to the right door, opening it and pressing the light button. No one, or thing, was there and he doesn't ever recall closing this door.

"Weird..." Mike shrugs it off and returns to his seat, claiming the night-watch shift once more, this time hopefully not passing out again. He is still a little twitchy from the weird ass dream, what was it about? Can barely remember anything about it, all I do remember is that weird deep voice and pain.

He takes a deep breath and looks at his battery power. Only 20 percent? When the fuck did I use all that power? Making sure no ones right outside his doors, he doesn't even turn on the iPad to see the animatronics and where they are around the pizzeria. He just sits and waits out the next half and hour so he can end his shift, go get some sleep and foot, and maybe cuddle with Doll. Yeah there will be cuddling and no one can stop Mike.

Just a little longer... He thought to himself as he checked his watch again, 5:41 am. Just fifteen more minutes and Mike is fucking OUT OF THIS SHIT. He will have some a serious talk with Boss cause he will not stand for another night of this bullshit.

~~~Oh hey would you look at that 20 minutes went bye or however many minutes~~~

~~~~it was until 6 am hit.~~~~

Mike is scared for his life since he doesn't know what happens when you run out of power and Bonnie wouldn't leave his FUCKING DOOR until moments ago. 8% battery came up across his iPad when the bells come on again.

Dun dun dun duuunnnn Dun dun dun duuunnn

(Eyyyyy, finally finished. Sorry this took WAAAYYY longer than it should have but its done and I already have chapter 5 planned out. Let me know what you think of it! Also thanks for everyone's support! Also I have no idea how long this thing will be.)