A/N

Hi guys! This is the last chapter! It feels great to have written a story in one day! This chapter is going to have to be long. My goal is to reach 5k for the story, which means that this chapter will be 1500 words. This is including the Author's Note. Hope you all enjoy!

Please leave a review. It would help to have your opinion. I want to know places I can improve! I hope this chapter doesn't get boring because of how long it has to be.

Chapter 6: The final night

Mike sped into the parking lot. Hejust wanted to get this over with. By now, he was almost embracing death. It would be better than having to deal with Freddy.

He unlocked the door and walked in. He froze when he heard Freddy's voice.

"Hi night guard. Did you like that dream you had earlier? It is a pity how weak minded you are. I was so easily able to get inside your mind. I am actually half-hoping that you survive tonight. I feed off your eternal fear!" Freddy was crazy. How did he know what Mike dreamed? He must be all knowing and all seeing. Not like god, but more like a demon.

This all lead mike to believe the restaurant was haunted. Only the spirit of a dead person could cause all of this. This got him thinking of the murder of the five children. One of them must have decided to seek revenge. The guard that killed them was already dead, but the spirit didn't know that.

The office

Mike sat himself down. He was scared, but he knew he had to survive. He was starting to lose his focus. He was wondering how all of these life changing events could happen in five nights. The clock struck 12. At that moment the phone rang.

"*indistinct chattering* *static* *click*"

All mike could do after that call was sit there with his mouth hanging open. He wasn't expecting the man to call him. He wished he knew who was behind that phone call. He had to guess Freddy because he was the one trying to frighten Mike the most.

He was shaken out of his thoughts at the sound of footsteps. He forgot to check the camera and heard Foxy. He slammed the left door button. Foxy was angry.

"Ahoy landlubber! I see ye have locked me out! Good show fellow, I was wondering if ye would beat me to before I got to the door. Ye best be payin' attention lad."

Mike cautiously opened the door. No one was there. He looked at the camera. Bonnie was at 2B about to make a run for the door. Mike closed it. He was annoyed with their persistence. It was all in an attempt to drain his power.

"Freddy may want you to live, but that isn't an option for me. You will die tonight. I have already picked a suit for the occasion. See you when the power runs out!"

With that Bonnie left. These little door chitchats were getting old. Freddy was in the kitchen. Mike could hear the Toreador march. It was only 3:00. Mike knew that if he got too close, he would have to close right door before flipping cameras.

Chica came running up, but was stopped dead in her tracks. She was frustrated also. She thought she had him. She hated that her weight made he so loud.

"Blast you hideous human. Open the damn door! I promise you wont feel a thing. We could be good friends in your next life! Golden Freddy can give you life and you can help us kill night guards for eternity. Time is ticking and your power is draining. Wont be long now. I hope you like brown because you are going into a Freddy suit."

With that Chica left. He knew that is he was caught by her, she wasn't going to make it painless. Who was this "Golden Freddy"? How would he give Mike life? This night was all weird to him.

Foxy was peeking out of the curtains again. He was enjoying the menacing look he gave the camera. He also had a bit of annoyance on his face from the visit to the office. Freddy was at camera 4B staring into it.

"I am very close now Mike! Be careful what you do or else I will run in. I don't waste time with standing at the door like these bozos. I am too stealthy for all that."

Mike closed right door and peeked at the camera to check on Foxy. He turned on the right door light to check and see if Chica was there before opening it back up. She was gone, so he opened it. Bonnie was running again, so he closed left door.

"Great skill Mike. It is almost 5:00. You may make it. Even if you do, Freddy will still make your life a living nightmare. You will wish death upon yourself. The last person to survive committed suicide. I wish you luck!"

That last part about luck was sarcastic. Mike rolled his eyes. He wished the company gave him a gun, so he can just kill these giant hunks of scrap parts.

His fear turned to rage. He was annoyed at how the other nights passed by so fast, but this one wasn't.

Just like that, the power went out. Mike had a lot of fear. He heard the footsteps approach. Freddy's face lit up as he did the March. He was taking his time. He wanted Mike to live so he could scare him more. The clocked turned to 6. Mike was done. The manager walked in 5 minutes later with the check.

"Nice job, friend. You made it 5 nights! Here is your check. You can work more if you..."

"No thank you! I am going to walk out that door and never return. You can take the night shift and shove it up your ass! Have a good day, sir!" Mike cut him off. With that he was out the door.

At home

Mike pulled into his driveway. He was alive, but he didn't feel too much enthusiasm. Freddy's words kept bouncing around in his head.

"Forever and ever Mikey..."

All he could do was just sit on his bed and think. He didn't want to fall asleep because he didn't want to deal with Freddy again. This was like that "Nightmare on Elm Street" movie he watched. It wasn't exactly the same considering Freddy was only alive in his dreams.

Mike fell asleep that night. He dreamt of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza again.

"Hurry up stuff him in there. Golden is getting impatient." Freddy was ballistic. He didn't like to be rushed.

Golden Freddy appeared in the room.

"Is...he...in...there...yet?"

"Not quite, just one more push. There we go. Do the honors, Golden."

A burst of energy filled the room. Mike, now in the suit, arose. Frightened, Mike woke up.

He could not take it anymore. He was at his wits end. He went to the safe he had in his closet. He pulled out a 9mm and put it to his head.

"In my next life, I will get revenge by haunting Freddy. I will see how he likes being tormented. See you in the next life oversized pile of scrap!" With that, Mike pulled the trigger. Blood was everywhere.

The neighbors heard what happened and called the police. Mike was then pronounced dead. No one could figure out the reason why he did it. They tried to conduct a case, but it went cold. Mike was gone, but he was still here.

At the restaurant, it was dark and eerie. Freddy was moving around because there was no guard. All of the sudden, he spotted something in the corner. It had no eyes, a white face, a red nose, and blue streaks similar to tears coming from its eyes.

"It's me." The figure said. Freddy gulped and backed away. He tripped and fell. The figure approached Freddy.

"Forever and ever..."

A/N

God I am stiff. This story was so long. Later on I will be working on the sequel, but for now I need a break. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Ugh I need to go for a walk...