Are you ready for Freddy?
The clock slowly ticked past 1 am. The light above winked on and off and the monitors occasionally buzzed with static. Other than the slight whirring from the monitors and the desk fan, the office was deathly silent.
I sat in my chair, tensed.
Bonnie was advancing down the West Hallway and Chica had disappeared from sight into the kitchen, the only reminder of her presence the occasional clang of pots and pans. Foxy had even begun peeking out of his Cove.
Freddy was still on stage, content to stay there, the others were doing the job.
Bonnie, Chica and Foxy however, were not hunting me, they were all performing their part of the plan as we had discussed.
Foxy was watching Freddy on stage while Bonnie was patrolling the West Hallway, potentially able to grab Freddy if he chose to attack from that side. Chica, likewise, was watching for Freddy to approach from the East Hallway, and preventing him from entering through the kitchen.
-Flashback-
I showed up early for my shift again. The on-duty guard was ecstatic upon my arrival, "Whatever you are doing man, keep doing it! Since you joined the animatronics have been getting less and less creepy."
I laughed at the guard's words and thanked him, waving as he left the carpark. I was not, however, looking forward to tonight's work.
Freddy was alone on stage when I entered the pizzeria. Normally that would be cause for concern, but I knew that Chica and Bonnie were just keeping themselves busy before tonight's work starting, probably keeping their minds off what was to happen. Being locked in a pizzeria 24/7 would probably get boring, especially after being around the place for 30 years.
Once the others noticed my arrival we met in the office, which was starting to get a little crowded, what with three large animatronics all trying to get in. Consequently Foxy stood in the doorway and Bonnie squished himself into a corner.
"So, how will we go about this? Anything in particular I need to know about him?" I began.
Bonnie was the first to speak, "Freddy can use short bursts of speed to travel certain distances very quickly. To someone who doesn't know this, he'd pretty much be teleporting,"
Chica continued, "Right, once we take too long in grabbing you, he'll get impatient and go for you himself. When he uses his speed, he'll bypass us very easily, although we will be able to feel him move past us. It is possible that he could stop near one of us. If that happens, we could pin him without him getting near you. It is most likely that he will get past us so if he enters the office, you'll need to hold out for the time it takes for us to get to you. Freddy is too strong for just one of us to pin effectively, so we'll need all three of us."
Chica looked at Bonnie and Foxy, who both nodded. Foxy had not spoken much, his reclusive ways were still prevalent. He now spoke up, neglecting to use his pirate voice for the time being.
"Freddy most likely won't give up easily, it is possible that some violence could be involved with subduing him. You wouldn't stand a chance against him, but if one of us were to fight him the office would be too small for such a fight, everything would be destroyed in the process, not least of all you. One of us might need to infuriate him to draw him away from you and the office and fight him somewhere else."
Chica put a finger to her mouth, puzzling out our predicament, "So if he does get into the office, we'll need to get him out of here before engaging him."
The office fell silent as we all thought about what we could do.
Bonnie snapped his fingers, "He likes to taunt the night guard. He waits outside the office for you to be distracted before sneaking in. There's more room in the hallway to pin him than in the office, that might be the only time we could grab him."
Chica nodded, "Yes that is true. However, I wouldn't put it past him to change his tactics, he has probably noticed that we aren't the same as we were before. He most likely knows something is up."
"So we need to be ready for anything then?" I asked.
Chica nodded.
I sighed.
Chica smiled at me, "We've come this far, I believe we have a good chance of doing this without anything going wrong. That being said, this will be the hardest night you've gone through so far."
I looked at Chica. Her face betrayed no emotion, as much as her costume head would allow. Besides, I knew she'd never lie, she always spoke what was on her mind without disguising it.
Chica made to move out of the office, "Well it's almost 12am, it's time to get ready. Foxy, you keep an eye on Freddy from Pirate's Cove, we'll need you ready to move on him when we get a chance to pin him."
Foxy nodded, putting his eye patch back on, "Aye, aye," choosing that moment to bring back his pirate voice.
Chica spoke to Bonnie next, "Bonnie, patrol the West Hallway. If Freddy instead decides to go that way you'll notice him, maybe even be able to stop him."
Bonnie nodded.
"What do I do?" I asked.
Chica looked to me, "You'll stay here. Freddy won't attack us unless we aggravate him, but he'll attempt to kill you on sight. Needless to say, we don't want that to happen."
-End Flashback-
I looked at the clock again, 2:04 am.
Freddy was still on stage, although I could see he was beginning to get increasingly impatient.
I saw Chica lean out of the kitchen and look towards the office. She waved at the camera and returned inside the kitchen.
Foxy was looking out from Pirate's Cove and was once again looking at Freddy. He turned and looked at the camera, raising his hook.
Bonnie had just come out of the supply closet in the West Hall. He nodded at the camera.
I switched the camera back to the stage. An empty stage.
My heart skipped a beat.
I switched through the cameras.
The dining area. Nothing.
Backstage. Nothing.
Pirate's Cove. Foxy was just peeking out from his curtains again. He noticed Freddy had moved and looked at the camera. He then started looking around the area. Freddy was nowhere to be seen.
Restrooms. Nothing.
The kitchen. Chica hadn't interrupted her sounds she was making. She mustn't know that Freddy had moved. Freddy mustn't be there then.
Supply closet. Nothing.
West hall. Bonnie was still patrolling up and down the hallway. He noticed Foxy was out of Pirate's Cove and knew something was happening. He was immediately alert and looked at the camera, nodding once more. Freddy had not passed him there.
East hall. Nothing.
Where was Freddy? It was almost as if he'd just disappeared.
Wait a minute.
There was one place without a camera.
I swallowed nervously.
The one place where the cameras were viewed from.
The office.
Here.
-Looking for me?-
I jumped at the sudden voice.
I slowly turned around.
Freddy was standing there.
I tried calling out, but my voice stopped in my throat.
He was staring at me, his eyes black, the endoskeleton's eyes showing through.
He inched forward, coming closer.
-Kill him, rip out his throat!-
Closer.
His arms lifted from his sides.
Oh God, this is how I die.
-Smash him, crush him, stuff him.-
His hands clasped my throat.
Tightening.
I gasped as my body begged for air.
-Make him suffer! Make him burn!-
I turned red as my body started shutting down.
Freddy started laughing, a deep, haunting laugh.
I heard crashing sounds as the others realised what was happening.
They would be too late. Were too late.
The room darkened.
So this is how I die.
A twist? Is our hero meeting his end? We'll find out next chapter!