Hello everyone, and welcome back. This time, I'm going to post the last two nights in their entirety. So that's one night each chapter. I may or may not change this at any time though. So until then, enjoy, and if you have anything to say, please put it in the review section.

Disclaimer: The hat is gone! The freaking hat is GONE!


Mistake Seven: Refresh

Wednesday, Nov. 24th, Night

Night three, the halfway point. Joseph found it hard to believe that he made it this far. Using whatever's in the restaurant, observing the animatronics, and listening to the phone messages have been helpful. He hopes there are helpful tips on Freddy, the last one.

...Four against one...The last two nights are going to really suck.

Joseph wish he could just not go inside, but he'd get found out and lose any chance of finding another job. It's a cruel situation, but at least he only has to do four nights in total...Doesn't that mean someone else will be doing five? Maybe he should leave his notes for the next poor sap that fell into this death trap.

Until then, it's time to prepare.

Joseph unsealed the grates in the east hall and women's restroom. He considered the one in the kitchen too, but decided that it's too risky. He started on his next idea, which was giving the animatronics something else to look for. It worked for Bonnie, but his and Chica's patterns were already figured out. Even if the bunny deserved it for not cleaning up the mess he made, taking the guitar is a bad idea. It didn't stop Joseph from putting sticky notes over their eyes though. It was an improvement from yesterday. "Perfect." Next up, he took Freddy' hat. It was a little heavier than it looks, but not by too much.

Joseph put the hat on his head. It made him feel a bit silly and the hat itself felt like it could cover his entire head if it was big enough. He couldn't help but grin though. "Heh...Maybe if I have a monocle, the hat would fit in well." Walking in front of Chica, he looks at the cupcake. He made a bright expression. "Good evening, mister cupcake. How are you on this fine night?"

He changed his tone to a squeaky voice. "I'm feeling great! But it's really annoying because Bonnie made a giant mess like always, Chica's so noisy, and Freddy stands around doing nothing!"

Joseph stopped his imitation by laughing. "I can't do this anymore. It's too silly. The laugh's worth it though." After his little game, Joseph went to the backstage. Since he has the time, he can find whatever that can help him get through the remaining week. Things were mostly the same, spare suits under the camera, empty heads on the shelves, and no stuffed costume. He shudders at the memory, but noted something else that's on the table. It was an endoskeleton without a costume on. "This thing's just sitting there and doesn't get stuffed inside a suit. How does that thing even look like me?" He sighs out of frustration, but decided to leave it alone.

On the other end of the room, there was a wooden door. Joseph tried turning the knob to find out it wouldn't budge. "Course. And I don't even have a key." Odds are that this could be the best hiding spot if he could get in. But things are never that easy. At least he has the vent, however long it lasts. He did find a box with a table cover next to the door. "Alright." He cleared out the backstage table to put the table cloth on it. Then he put the hat under it. "Not bad. Less mean than hiding the guitar in the woman's bathroom, but it should still take a while to find it." While on the way out, he glanced at the heads on the shelves. Curious, he took a look at the inside one of them.

"Blood..." Joseph shudders. It isn't much, but the fact that there's still blood inside makes him uneasy. "You think you've seen enough, and yet..." He puts the head back and walks out. He decided to walk toward the pirate's cove next. He didn't see Foxy until late last night because of those curtains, so he decided to open them. Seeing the fox pirate with the mouth gaping, Joseph didn't like the sight of those teeth. "Okay, I can't stand those teeth." He took out a small rope from his bag and wrapped it around Foxy's mouth, closing it. "That's a bit better." He also tried taking the hook, but it's stuck in place. Giving up, he got to his office.

It was as organized as he left it. It was irritating that Bonnie made a mess and didn't do a thing about it afterwards, but it doesn't matter now. The only concern is the last message. He's got less than 10 minutes left, so the sooner, the better. He pressed play for the second recording.

"Hello-crap!" The voice suddenly went to swearing, followed by a door closing in the message. "Ugh...Can I get five minutes of sanity in this place?! Screw it, no more do overs!" The person over the message was clearly irritated. There were probably numerous attempts to make this recording. "Okay, so this is probably your second night here, because this is my second and last recording for you." Nope, third. "But if it isn't..." There was a scoff. "You're either really lucky or really stupid."

Joseph rolled his eyes. "What an attitude..."

Suddenly there was an echo-like voice in the message. "Freddy, get out of the woman's restroom!" That comment surprised Joseph. What was Freddy doing in the woman's restroom? The echo in the voice disappeared. "Damn perverted bear..."

"...The leader of the band is a pervert?" Joseph felt that Freddy just went from scary to creepy.

There was a sound of a door opening. "...Anyway, on your third night, Freddy gets active as well. So you have all four psycho robots after you." You don't have to remind me. "You think Freddy would be easy to spot because he's the center of attention. But nope, he hides in the shadow like a little creep."

This is getting increasingly uncomfortable.

"And he's at the right hall now." The sound of a door closing was heard. "So yeah, the only way you're gonna find him is those glowing eyes in the dark. He only goes to the right hall, so that should be easy enough to find him." The door opened from the sound of the message. "That should be everything. Tomorrow's my last night here. Glad I'm out of here after that." Joseph had a worried look, remembering the suit from his first night.

Ding-dong...

The guard sat down in front of his tablet right away and checked the stage camera. Amazingly, despite being dropped to the floor last night, it still works fine. All three of them are still there. Pirate cove still shows the fox inactive with the rope around his mouth. Turning off the tablet, he sighs. There's no way he's going to risk power using the tablet or the door lights. He feels so glad he has his flashlight as an alternative. He leans on the metal box holding the tablet, arms crossed. Humming a tune, he taps his upper arm. It was something he would rather be doing in a job like this. But nope, he has to qualify for insurance while avoiding certain death. All for a lousy pay.

This job sucks.

"AAAAAAAA"

"Gah!" Joseph kicked back his foot against the floor in response to a sudden noise. The chair rolled to the wall, causing the guard to hit the back of his head. He gripped his head in response to the pain, swearing loudly. All the while his vision was clouded, not from shutting his eyes tightly, but from seeing a color; red. Seeing just the color made him assume the worse about his head. But he didn't feel any liquid like substance from where it was hit. The pain probably overtook the sense to feel anything else like it took higher priority. The color itself wouldn't go away, but he saw something happening in a brief moment.

"...A wave?" The color moved in a round pattern, as if someone made a wave in a swimming pool. There was another similar movement in the same spot. Joseph questioned why he's seeing something like this if it was the color red. "Red...Waves...Drip?" He realized he's seeing blood dripping on the floor, causing a ripple to the amount already there.

Slowly, whatever he was seeing went away. The headache remains, but it went down to where it doesn't hurt so much. "Ugh...What was that?" Rubbing behind his head, he then checked his hand to see no blood on it. It's most likely going to leave him with a bump however. Ice should help with it, but he's stuck in the office because of the animatronics. Speaking of which, he decided to check on them.

It was past 12:40...

"What...?" Joseph double check to make sure he wasn't seeing things again. It's definitely nearly one. He has no idea how that was possible. Did he black out when he hit his head? The guard put the thought on hold; he had to check on the animatronics, starting with the show stage.

They're gone.

"...Crap." Joseph let his head droop in disappointment. The dining area showed Bonnie and a set of eyes. He nearly missed it, but he realized that wasn't supposed to be there. It's Freddy, no doubt. Pirate's cove made him cringed. Foxy's staring at the camera with a glare. He then tore off the rope with the hook on his arm, freeing his gaping mouth. The sight made the guard tense up. Suddenly he ran from the camera's view. He's charging through the west hall.

Joseph screamed and shut the left door right away. A few seconds later, he heard a bang on the door, signaling Foxy's location. With shuddering breaths, he checked the east hall. Clear.

Thump. Thump.

He remembered the sound of footsteps an animatronic makes. This one was has the mix of metal. It was fading away with each step. Does that mean Foxy is leaving? After a few more seconds, he checked the Pirate's cove in time to see the fox closing his curtains. It's safe to open the left door for now. That was Foxy's pattern as it was mentioned in the previous voice message; watch the cove, and close the left door if he's gone.

The glare...

Joseph isn't going to get over that for who knows how long.

"He he he..."

"..." He doesn't want to know, but he has to find out what that laugh was. It was demented, definitely male-like, and it's the first time he heard it. But where did it come from? Checking the cameras, Chica's in the dining area, Bonnie's in the backstage, and Freddy's in the woman's bathroom according to the eyes he spotted. Joseph felt tempted to press the button on the intercom and call him a pervert for going in there. He opted not to just to avoid him getting close to the office. The pirate cove curtains are closed, so he decided to turn the tablet off for now.

It should be past one by now, but he didn't want to check just yet. He tried to do something about his headache by massaging his temples. He grumbles, not feeling any better. "...Stupid...whatever it was...making me hit my head." He opens the tablet. "1:18?" It felt earlier than that. He wouldn't mind the sudden passing of time if it wasn't for the fact that the animatronics can move while it happened.

"And right on cue." Joseph shut the right door, blocking out Chica. He had his flashlight shining toward the window, seeing her with her mouth open wide. "Sheesh..." Two sets of teeth isn't something he'd like to look at, but at least he knew where she was. Turning the light off, he had to think about what those two sets of teeth remind him of. Some movie about aliens with a straightforward name. How many are there again? Probably at least three. Joseph didn't think too much about it with his headache.

Hearing the fading footsteps, Joseph thought Chica's leaving. Checking the east camera shows she's just about to enter the dining area, so the door opened. Pirate's cove shows Foxy peeking out of his curtains. He wasn't glaring anymore, but his top eyelid is down, making the guard think he's watching. Tablet off, he used his flashlight to check the west hall. Clear.

Wait...

Bonnie just left the supply closet. Sneaky rabbit. What was the difference between bunnies and rabbits again? Either way, Joseph shut the door when he saw him heading his way. A couple seconds later, he heard something coming from behind the door "...What the...?" It kind of a cheery tune, mixed in with various instruments. The guard could guess it was violins, flutes...maybe a trumpet? No wait, that one's louder than any of what he's hearing right now. At least he's sure on what the theme is supposed to be.

And considering certain horror movies, this does nothing to help him.

"Turn that off! It's freaking me out!" He yelled out as a reaction. Eventually the music stopped. "Sheesh, why did I have to be reminded of that stupid movie?" The pain on his head suddenly returned, causing him to drop his flashlight to grip his head. Grunting in pain, he fell to his knees.

"Hehehe...hehehe."

He heard a laugh, a giggle. It sounded young...a little girl's? Why did he hear that? Something else filled his vision; a figure. It looked like Freddy, but with a different color; yellow. It was standing in front of him, simply staring. Joseph wonders what the deal with this animatronic is. He never saw it before since as he only knew four, the ones trying to get in his office. So where did this fifth one come from, and where are its eyes? It's completely empty, giving the thought that all that's in there is darkness. Despite all the questions, Joseph knew one thing for sure; this is an animatronic, and he has to get away from it.

"Ugh!" The guard had enough of this headache as well. "Stop it already! Whatever you are, just go away!" He felt the image distorting. He also felt his headache easing up. "Go! Get out of here!" Within time, the image disappeared, and he found himself standing in the middle of his office. The headache also seems to be gone, minus the small pain behind his head. Things felt clear now. "...That yellow bear...Was that why I had that headache?" He wasn't sure how something like that could cause such pain. At least he can get through the night without having to deal with whatever it was.

The left door is open. "Why is it open?" He picked up his flashlight and shined it in the darkness. Clear. Same goes for the right door. He checked his tablet. Pirate's cove is empty. Groaning, he shut the left door in time to hear banging. Foxy will go back to that cove eventually.

"Ha ha...ha ha..."

There's that male-like laugh again. "Just what exactly makes this whole thing funny?" Grumbling, he checks pirate's cove to see it closed, so he reopened the door. The time? Just past 3 AM, and somehow he's barely below 40% of power. Joseph let out a breath of frustration. That headache and that yellow bear did this. Now he has to make up for the lost power. Quickly flipping through the cameras, Bonnie's in the dining area, Chica's in the kitchen, and Freddy's possibly in the east hall if those eyes are his.

Is Freddy's pattern similar to Chica's? If so, he'll be easy to deal with...hopefully. Joseph has to just keep the camera set to Foxy while using his flashlight to look out both doors. That should help with what power that's left. He wouldn't have thought of this if he still had that headache.

Stupid bear.

4 AM, and things seem to be going...fairly well. Bonnie was at his door twice, and Chica tried only once. Foxy's head is out of the curtains. Joseph realized every time he had the camera off and back on, the position changed somewhat. "...What is this, red light, green light?" Shrugging, he took the tablet off the metal box and went to the button for the intercom. Pressing it, he turned the camera on. "Red light." After a second, the camera's off. "Green light."

Click.

"Red light."

Click.

"Green light."

Click.

"Red light."

Click.

"Green light."

Click.

"Red light."

Joseph can't say he wasn't enjoying this. He actually started laughing for a bit. "This is silly! Green light." He had his flashlight check both doors. Clear. Click. "Red light." Click. "Green light...HA!" The guard felt like he could do this for the rest of the night.

"Ha ha...Ha ha..."

Joseph stopped abruptly. That laugh...that sounded dangerously close. Taking his hand off the intercom, he pointed his flashlight toward the source of where he heard it; east hall.

Click.

"F #$! Bald bear!" Joseph immediately went to shut the right door. He managed to shut it in time, but it did nothing to ease him. That laugh...that was him. Why does he have such a creepy laugh?! Actually, why does he even have it in the first place?! Even if he looks stupid without his hat on, he's still very threatening. The guard felt himself shaking and his heart beating rapidly. It several deep breaths before he was finally able to calm down. Freddy will leave eventually, just like the others. Then he can get through the rest of the night.

4:20 AM...

He's not leaving...

Why is he not leaving?!

"Go away...!" He threw his own hat on the desk to run his hands through his hair furiously. At this rate, he's going to lose all the power before 6 AM even gets close. He pats his head numerous times. "Think think think...What now?"

Plan A.

Joseph opened his eyes, pausing at the idea. He couldn't go through with that idea because Bonnie brought a hurricane with him last night. And with Freddy right outside the east door, the vent is out. This is the best option right now, but first he has to make sure no one's watching him. Using his flashlight, west hall is clear, and Freddy's not looking through the window. He had a feeling the later could change at any time, so he left the light on. Once he had the two stereos arranged for him to hide in, it was simply waiting now...

Making sure the west hall is clear, so that nothing comes in from there and move the stereos...It feels like the worst moment ever.

"Why can't I just have lunch?"

3% power...

Joseph put the tablet on the desk, gave one last check to both halls, both clear of any eyes, and started moving under the desk.

Wrrrr...

He didn't need to think much to know what the sound of everything shutting off means. He sat curled up in the east corner of the desk, moving the stereos to where eyes won't be able to spot him. All he has left now is his flashlight. He gripped it tight, knowing it hasn't let him down since he brought it with him. If he has to, he will use it as a weapon against whatever finds him. He hopes 6 AM comes before that ever happens.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Joseph just now heard these footsteps. That means one of the animatronics is here. But he should've heard it sooner than this; Freddy was in front of the door. He should've been in here already.

What happened next made the guard's eyes widen. He heard a tune, a very familiar tune. It took him back to memories of certain people who used to sing the tune to him. It was originally from some opera, but he enjoyed listening to it. Heck, he hummed it on his second night when he took Bonnie's guitar, and when his shift started this night. Hearing it now only filled him with fear. "Toreador March." Through the tiny open space between the stereos, he saw a flashing light reaching the west area. That pointed out an animatronic is there, and whoever it is, is filling those memories with nightmares.

Finally, everything blacked out. Whatever light was making the place dim, the music that Joseph knew so well, the flashing lights...Everything stopped. What remains are the footsteps, and his own breathings. Joseph shut his eyes, not wanting to open them. He had no idea what time it is now, just that he's got a remaining hour to go. He could only hope no one looks under the desk.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Worst. Moment. Ever.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Just leave already!

Thump.

The footsteps finally stopped, but that only means the animatronic is standing. A new sound was made, but it just became the worst sound yet; Freddy moved the stereo.

"AAAAAAAA"

Joseph was met with a pair of blue eyes as Freddy screamed down on him. The guard screamed briefly in response, accidently flashing the light on him. The bear bumped his head on the desk while trying to grab Joseph, ended up missing. The shocked guard didn't know what caused that, but he didn't care. He just crawled out of the desk and took the east door. The only safe possible place he could get to right now is the vent. Removing the grate, he crawled in, only to be stopped abruptly. He looked back with the flashlight to see Freddy grabbing his left ankle with eyes completely dark with only the pinpricks. The hand held such a firm grip that it's not going to be freed so easily.

It didn't stop Joseph from kicking him in the face though. "Let go! Let go! Let go! I do not want to get stuffed inside a freaking suit!" He spoke up every time his foot hits. Suddenly, the grip on the ankle tightened, causing him to yell in pain and stop kicking. "Uh...Stop it!" The words didn't stop the tightening hold, rather the bear started to pull. "Gah! Damn it! Quit!"

His eyes widened. He wasn't sure if the bear actually broke something, but the pain became too much. He had to yell out as much as he could. When he stopped, he started whimpering. "...Please...stop..." Tears fell out from his eyes. There was one thing left he could do to make the bear let go. "...Your...hat..." He started. "It's...in the backstage...under the table...Please just...let go..."

There was silence for a moment. Finally, the grip loosened to the point where Joseph wasted no time in crawling away. Freddy stared until the guard was out of view. Then he got out of the vent and started walking, likely to where he heard his hat would be. Meanwhile, the guard got to where he could sit up and inspect the injury. There is no way he's going to treat this in a place like this. The company doesn't care if someone dies, so of course they wouldn't care about an injury. He grits his teeth at both the thought and pain.

"Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or…"

Damage…Injury. Don't say anything…Don't even show it, no matter how much it hurts…

Freddy got to the backstage. The only times he was ever here was if he was putting the endoskeleton back into the suit or if there was a maintenance check. However, neither of that is happening; he came for a different purpose. He spotted the table cloth covering the table. Moving that, he found his hat in an upside down position. He grabs it and started to wipe away the dust when he spotted something inside it. A paper? The bear took it out and put his hat on. The paper seems to have words on it in a straight line. The words written formed a sentence;

You have the ability to touch the lives of many people.


Full title: Memory Refresh

...So...I posted a chapter about Freddy's hat a little after noticing the image on Scott's website. I'm kinda shocked...

Ok, so about the part where "damage or death has occurred" and everything else that followed, I had to wonder what happens if someone gets through a night with injuries. Does the company do nothing, or does that person go "missing"? The place does try to cover their tracks however possible, and if it means hiding a body, it could also be someone with an injury. 90 days is more than enough time. That's my thought about the subject.

Now for my thoughts about this night; I put "Supernatural" in the genre, even though almost no ghost stuffs happened throughout the story. I think this chapter does that well enough. Also, Freddy always stays at your right door when he reaches it. I don't remember if he goes back or not, but on the last night, he just stays there, waiting for you to pull up your camera.

Well, that's all I want to say there. Thanks everyone for reading. I'll see you later.