Gus and I went back to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza and arrived at 11:50. We walked in to see Mr. Fazbear talking angrily to a guy n a purple uniform. It was that Tom guy again. The conversation ended and Tom walked angrily stormed towards us. He glared at me and pushed past.

"Ok then," I said awkwardly. Tom walked out of the pizzeria in a rage.

"You're late," sighed Mr. Fazbear.

"Sorry, man, but we were busy," I replied.

"Whatever," he said. "Just come with me." He led us down a few halls and through a heavy metal door into a small security office. After he explained what to do he left. It was 12 am at that point.

"Dude, let's blow this Popsicle stand,' I suggested.

"No, Shawn. Mr. Fazbear specifically said to stay in here," Gus said.

"So what? It's not like the animatronics walk around or any-" I was interrupted by the phone ringing. I answered it and put it on speaker.

"

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. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, 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?" It was a much muffled voice, but it sounded so familiar. I remembered back and realized who it was.

"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."

"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. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? 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."

"So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. 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. "

"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."

"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"

I remembered the past events of the day but I couldn't place the voice until it hit me. I had to tell Gus, but that could wait,

"Shawn, did you hear that? The animatronics CAN WALK AROUND!" he screamed.

"Yeah, dude, I heard," I replied annoyed. Yeah, sure animatronics can walk around at night. Sure they can stuff you into another suit. Sure they can-

"Shawn, do you hear that?" Gus asked nervously. There was faint noise in the background but I figured it was nothing.

"Dude, shut up! You're interrupting my thinking," I scolded. Then, Gus screamed.

"What now-"I stopped as I looked at the tablet Gus was holding. He flipped to the stage camera, where miraculously, Bonny the Bunny was no longer standing with his pals. Ok, now might be a good time to mention what I discovered about the guy on the phone.

"Dude, remember that phone message we just heard?" I asked. Gus nodded with that scared face of his on.

"Well, I figured out who it is."

"Who?"

"it's-" I started, but then stopped. The cameras went fuzzy. I grabbed the tablet out of his hands and flipped through all of the cameras. On the backroom camera stood Bonny, staring straight at us.

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I'll give a special shout out to anyone who can guess who phone guy is!

P.S: I hope it isn't too obvious!