Ky grabbed his coat off the rack and slipped it on, shoving his hands in his pockets. Sarah had been gone a while, and he hoped she had just slipped away to a friend's, or something like that.

Ky started shuffling towards the front door, not excited for what was to happen in 20 minutes.

He would start his shift.

When Ky was about ten feet away from the front door, it swung open, revealing a very agitated Sarah. She was covered in scrapes and bruises, some of them bleeding. She had a black eye.

"Sarah? What happened?!" Ky exclaimed, and ran towards her. She seemed to have a permanent glare on her face.

"Did someone hit you?" Ky asked hurriedly as he examined his sister. She slapped him away.

"Yea, you could say that." She snapped sarcastically, and looked towards him.

"Good luck tonight. I'm going to take a shower." She said with false enthusiasm, and then walked slowly up the stairs. Ky stared at her.

What happened to her?"

Ky shook off the thought. If Sarah didn't want to tell him, it was probably nothing. He walked out the door and down the sidewalk towards Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. His heart pounded with every step he took.

Ky slowly pulled open the front door and walked down the main hallway. It scared him that he was now alone in a dark area, and he couldn't help but remember his little encounter in the news archives.

What was that thing?

Ky soon arrived at the colorfully decorated office, but the first thing he noticed when he walked in was the wrench on his desk.

Ky squinted and walked to his desk, then lifted the tool to examine it. It was definitely heavy, and he wondered if it had been left for him. Probably by Sarah.

He turned the wrench around in his hands as he sat down, examining it further. Normally it would have confused him, but for some reason this felt normal.

Then he saw it.

The blood.

On the head of the wrench, blood stained the polished metal. Ky wondered how he hadn't noticed it before, as it still seemed to be fresh.

Ky yelped and dropped the tool, then kicked it away into the vent. He wanted nothing to do with whatever that was.

The minutes ticked away, and soon it was 12:00, and his shift began.

Almost immediately he wound up the music box tight and checked the hallway lights. He wasn't going to get cocky tonight. Ky soon got into the rhythm of winding up the music box and checking the lights in the hallway and vents. He was glad he found that flashlight.

One a.m.

Ky heard the sound of the vent being put under pressure, so he bent over to peer into them. He saw nothing in the darkness.

An overwhelming curiosity enveloped Ky on who came into his office and kept saying 'Hi' to him. It had confused him, but had also greatly terrified him. He had asked Sarah at one point, and she had said none of the animatronics had been programmed to simply say 'Hi' or 'Hello.' So Ky wondered if it was a person? An animatronic?

Ky ignored the thought as he shone his flashlight in the vent and looked in the camera. He didn't see an animatronic, but he though he saw a slip of paper on the vent floor.

Ky scowled and bent down and snatched the small slip of paper, he switch off his flashlight as he read it. It had one word on it.

'SAVEH'

It was roughly scribbled in what seemed to be a red ink, but Ky knew better than that. He also knew that SAVEH was what the first initials of all the children's names were. Was this a code? Because it certainly wasn't a real word.

Ky exhaled dramatically and crumpled up the paper, and threw it into the hallway. Not tonight.

Two a.m.

It gave Ky a shiver at how quiet the pizzeria was at night versus during the day. Even though now he knew something paranormal was going on, it still bothered him. He also couldn't stop thinking about SAVEH.

Ky always made sure to wind up the music box, even though the Marionette had somewhat slipped his mind. He had been more focused on other things.

Ky heard footsteps in the hallway and he switched on his flashlight, his heart rate increasing. There, he almost puked at what he saw.

He saw the fox animatronic at which Sarah had referred to as Foxy. Foxy struggled to stay upright as he stood, so he wavered back and forth, Ky could hear his machinery creaking from his spot.

Foxy was more torn up then Ky had realized, had hadn't even noticed his eyes were missing.

Wait a minute…

They weren't.

Ky screeched and switched off the flashlight, and almost immediately realized his mistake. He fumbled with the light until his shaky hand finally turned it on.

Foxy had moved closer to the office, and that is when Ky saw the blood on his hand. Ky yelped and started flashing Foxy with the light. After a couple seconds, his worn machinery began to stutter and whir, and he backed away, down the hallway and towards Parts and Service.

Three a.m.

Ky felt an overwhelming relief that Foxy had left, and he quickly re-wound the music box, as he hadn't even realized how low it was. After that, he switched through the cameras aimlessly, as it was too dark to even see mostly anything. He had let his guard down, so when he went into the camera for Party Room 4, he screamed and fell out of his chair.

Staring into the camera was Bonnie, and it confused him how exactly Bonnie had accomplished to get that close to the camera. Ky grunted as he sat back in his chair and left that particular camera feed. It wasn't his fault if Bonnie fell, and he certainly wasn't going to go help him.

Ky wound up the music box, and then reached over to check the right air vent.

To his shock, it clicked, showing that it was being dysfunctional.

Four a.m.

Ky began to sweat nervously. He didn't know if this was something supernatural or something wrong with the wiring.

Ky pressed it two more times before he grabbed his less-effective flashlight to look inside.

He saw the old, torn up Chica.

Ky sighed and sat up straighter. This just didn't faze him anymore. This job was messed up.

So he proceeded with his cycle of winding up the music box, then checking the hallway. He didn't even bother with the vents anymore.

Five a.m.

Once again, Ky stared at his camera feed aimlessly, nothing to do. This night was either very uneventful or he had just grown used to it.

"Hello."

Ky snapped his head to look at the intruder, and was surprised to see the balloon thing they kept over by the Prize Corner. He didn't think it actually moved.

Ky sighed and snatched his flashlight.

"Hi."

"Hey, what's up, you jerk." Ky grunted, and moved to flash the balloon thing with his flashlight.

It didn't turn on.

Balloon Boy started laughing hysterically and Ky looked in his one empty hand.

He saw the batteries for his flashlight.

"Hey, give those to me, you little piece of s-"

Ky was interrupted by the beeping on his monitor screen warning him that the music box needed to by wound up. Ky moved his attention from Balloon Boy to the screen, and moved to remotely wound it up.

His screen froze.

"No! Crap!" Ky yelled at his screen and frantically tried to wind it up. No matter how fast he did so, the monitor did not respond.

Balloon Boy didn't stop laughing.

Then, the beeping stopped.

"Crap." Ky muttered. His screen finally started to respond, and he went over to the feed from the Prize Corner.

The box was open.

Ky started screaming and he grabbed his flashlight, hopefully to use it as a weapon. He was not going to die at the hands of a puppet.

Balloon Boy suddenly stopped laughing.

Then the music started again.

But it wasn't the music box music, no, it was the tune to Pop Goes the Weasel.

The words on the picture book.

Ky began to sweat and his heart pounded. Fear washed over his whole body as he waited for his certain doom.

Ky wondered what the Marionette could possibly do to him. But his fear brought in many unpleasant thoughts.

It could stab me with its foot.

Ky questioned his own sanity after he thought that.

Then he saw the two, small dots at the end of the hallway, and Pop Goes the Weasel got louder. The two dots Ky guessed were eyes began to move closer to him.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Then, his clock chimed six times and the lights in the hallway switched on.

Ky gasped.

The Marionette was standing, looming outside his office doorway. It was much taller then Ky expected it to be, as it almost reached the ceiling of the pizzeria. Two white dots acted as never before seen pupils.

It stared at him with its wide smile. Ky stared back, sweat dotting his forehead.

Suddenly the Marionette went limp and it toppled to the floor, it's wooden body making an audible thump.

Standing behind it was a very frustrated-looking Sarah.

"You're here early." Ky stated shakily, staring at the fallen body of the Marionette. Sarah gestured towards it and snapped,

"Yea, because I got bored. Didn't I tell you this thing was a pain to fix?"

Hello everyone! These two chapters may or may not be the last two I post before Christmas. If I get enough reviews, maybe I'll think about hurrying up with chapter 12 ;). Stay classy everyone, and Happy Holidays!