Being Human

I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's. Scott Cawthon does.

Summary: Mike checks the back room like Phone Guy asked. What he findsis something that has to be seen to be believed.

Warnings: slight gore, dark themes, swearing, death frequently mentioned/discussed.

Notes: A story told in drabbles rather than full chapters.

"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."

Mike felt bile rise in his throat, but forced himself to swallow it down.

"Junior? Everything alright?…Do you wanna try again?"

Mike's tongue felt like lead in his mouth. Slowly, he turned back to the Freddy suit before him. "Phone Guy…?" He managed hoarsely. "C-Can…Can you see me…?"

"What? That's a weird question! Of course I can!"

"…D-Describe me for a sec…"

"Uh…alright? Well…you have brown hair. Sticks up a bit. Blue eyes. You look average height, I suppose. I don't understand, Junior, why am I doing this?"

"I…need to check something…C-Can you…wave at me…?"

"Heh, well, alright…!" The Freddy suit lifted its hand and waved, "Hello, hello!"