Surviving the Final Night

I drove Alana and myself to Freddy's, since he had a bit of a hangover. He gave me great directions, though. The clouds were gray with rain coming in. We eventually got to the Niagara Street location. Police and ambulance were all around the place. There was also yellow tape around the place. Alana went in first as I followed behind. Alana went straight to the security office as I followed. Alana was standing in the doorway, which designed like a panic room. There was no one in the room, just a large pool of blood.

"Oh my God..." I breathed, nearly gagging at the sight.

"What happened, McKinley?" Alana asked, worried.

McKinley was a bit older than me, with slightly gray hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a blue police officer uniform with his gold badge on the right side of his body. He also had a gun, a walkie-talkie, and all of the other necessities. He was in amazing shape.

"Search me, the morning night guard found this and called me," McKinley answered. "And he's not here. Guess he got frightened and ran off, the damned coward."

Alana turned to me and explained, "McKinley is aware of our...situation."

I merely nodded, noting Alana's distant expression. I sighed sadly as I looked at the blood. Of course he was devastated about Joe. I was too. Was my nightmare trying to warn me about the fate that was about to fall Joe? Was he Phone Guy? That's when McKinley spoke, breaking me out of my thoughts.

He stated, "There wasn't much in the room, except for a few tapes."

Alana replied, "I-I'd like to have those. For the training purposes of the next night guard."

McKinley looked at him, as if he was insane. I looked at him in the same way. What was he thinking? Was he thinking?

I exclaimed, "Alana, you can't be serious. This place is a death trap for security guards at night!"

Alana calmly responded, "I know that, Ford." He took out a flask in his top right hand pocket, passing it to me. I took it and took a sip. I tried to give it back to him but he had his own. So I put the flask in my own left hand top pocket. He then added, "But I can't risk them getting out at night. And I don't have anyone else right now."

McKinley was silent for a moment. That's when I had a thought. But could I do it? I didn't know a thing about guarding animantronics. But like Alana said, they couldn't risk the animantronics getting out and causing havoc. That's when I decided.

"I'll do it." I told Alana.

Alana and McKinley both perked up at this.

McKinley asked Alana, "Who is this, Bill?"

Alana introduced, "This is Ford Pines, a friend of Joe's. He maybe our only hope for tonight."

"Maybe so but can we risk a rookie like him," McKinley questioned, sounding worried.

Alana blurted out, "Joe was a fucking rookie too!"

McKinley took a step back as Alana left, guzzling down more of his alcohol.

"Alana!" I shouted, McKinley grabbing my shoulder.

"Give him time, Ford," the officer advised.

"He needs someone before he does something stupid," I pointed out.

"He's not suicidal," McKinley told me.

"Well, you don't know how wrong you are," I told him, headed out after Alana.

It took me a good while to find Alana, especially in the heavy rain. I was completely soaked to the skin. But I had found him near the edge of a bridge. Down below him was a cold stream. The road of the bridge wasn't too heavy so there were no spectators, thankfully. Alana didn't need an audience right now. He needed a friend.

I shouted, "Alana!"

He barely turned his head as he sniffled, "this was the bridge I meant Joe on..."

I softly stated, "Alana, please. Don't drown his memory."

He sighed sadly and replied, "It doesn't matter anymore, Ford. I let him and Clayton down by not being there for them."

"There was nothing you could've done," I responded, extending my hand a bit. "Joe was my friend too."

"But he wasn't like a brother to you," Alana finally snapped. "You didn't lose your brother!"

The rain at that moment felt like it came down even harder. I looked down from him, immediately thinking of Stanley. While it was true that he wasn't dead but he was to me. Especially since he pushed me into the portal. I am might as well die in this world, keeping those animantronics away from the lives of innocent people.

I told him, "No, I didn't lose my brother, you are right about that. But more people are going to lose their loved ones tonight if we don't keep those things in the pizzeria." I took a moment to look at Alana and it looked like he was starting to sway back to me. I added, "I need your help."

Alana stated, "You know, you are terrible at changes people's minds."

"Never said I was," I pointed out.

Alana stepped down to where I was standing. I put my hand on his shoulder, walking off with my friend. At least this Bill was a lot nicer than mine.

The night air was a bit chilly. I walked inside to the pizza place, locking the doors behind me. I checked my watch. 11:45 p.m. I had 15 minutes. I took a stroll around the place. I had to know what I was up against. The atmosphere was cold, shivers going down my spine. I went down the West Hall, walking into the office around 11:50 p.m. With Alana's help, we had filled my office with candles and batteries - to make sure that Freddy and his gang didn't get to me.

I turned on the walkie-talkie and stated, "Alana, I'm in."

"Great to hear," Alana replied. "So what's the plan?"

"Thought it was trying to survive the night," I responded, plain as day. It quickly became midnight as the phone roared to life. I talked into the walkie-talkie and asked, "Alana, are you calling me?"

"No and McKinley isn't on duty tonight either," Alana told me.

I gulped down my nerves as I picked it up.

That's when I heard a garbled voice stating, "You...shouldn't...have...come...tonight...stranger... ...now...you...will...not...leave...this...place...ever...again..."

"What was that?" I asked Alana.

"This is gonna sound strange but I think that was Freddy!" Alana yelped.

"But how?" I breathed, checking the cameras. Everyone had left the stage. 'Terrific,' I thought, miserably as I decided to find the rabbit first. I found the rabbit, Bonnie, in the Supply Closet.

"Bonnie is in the Supply Closet," I reported.

"What about Chica? The chicken," Alana questioned.

I checked the cameras, finding the chicken in the Restrooms.

"Restrooms," I answered.

"Check Foxy," Alana advised.

I checked Pirate Cove, where Foxy the Pirate Fox was. Sadly, Foxy was already coming off the stage of Pirate's Cove. 'Damn, he is scary,' I thought, flinching in fear.

"He's ready to run," I stated, scared.

"And Freddy?" Alana asked, on the edge of his seat.

I checked the cameras for the brown bear. That's when I saw Freddy at the East Hall Corner. I turned pale as I quickly closed the right door, making sure that Freddy wasn't in the office with me.

"He's at my door," I told Alana, really frightened.

"Shit," Alana cursed.

That's when I felt my hair standing on end. I turned around, seeing that Bonnie was near the other door.

"Oh fuck!" I swore, slamming the other door shut.

I heard Bonnie clanging onto the door as I panted.

"Ford are you okay," Alana asked, sounding worried.

"Yeah, Bonnie is here," I answered, checking the time and power.

85% 12:10 a.m. Somehow, I had survived only ten minutes...and I needed to last until six hours...

Alana asked, "What's going on Ford?"

I answered, "85% of power. And it's only 12:10 am..."

"Hang in there, Ford." Alana pleaded.

I checked the hall light and saw that Bonnie went away. 'She's being nice,' I thought, opening the door.

I stated, "Believe me, I'm trying." I quickly checked on Foxy. He left Pirate's Cove. The sign had once again changed from 'Sorry! Out of Order' to 'It's Me'. I shouted, running for the door button, "No, Foxy!"

I pressed the button as the door closed - and just in time too. I saw Foxy lunging for me as the door closed, causing three taps on the door. I quickly checked the power and the time. 81% 12:15 a.m. It was going to be a long night.

"What's going on now, Ford?" Alana asked.

It was now 1 am. The power was at 73 %.

"73% right now," I reported. I checked Chica's location and heard that she was in the kitchen. "Chica is in the Kitchen." I reported. I checked on Freddy next. He was still in the East Hall Corner so the right door was still shut anyhow. "Freddy is still in the East Hall Corner." I added. I checked on Bonnie and Foxy. The rabbit was in the West Hall while Foxy was coming out of Pirate's Cove again. "Bonnie is in the West Hall and I think I'm gonna get another visit from Foxy."

"Damn it," Alana cursed.

I checked the cameras, noting that Bonnie was gone. 'Damn it, where'd the rabbit go,' I thought. I checked the hall light and saw Bonnie's shadow. I screamed, closing the door quickly.

"Fucking rabbit," I swore.

"You alright?" Alana asked.

"Yeah but Bonnie almost got me again," I admitted.

I checked the map, seeing that Bonnie wasn't there anymore. I checked the blind spot but she wasn't there either. I decided to keep the door closed, checking on Foxy instead. Foxy was gone, running down the hall. I heard the pounding on the door, gulping. The power went down to 69% at 1:12 am.

"Ford?!" Alana shouted.

"Still here," I told him, checking the maps. Bonnie had gone back to the Supply Closet as Foxy was now back at Pirate Cove, now fully back in the curtain. Now it was Chica who was at the East Hall Corner. Wait. Where was Freddy? "Freddy is missing," I told him.

"Freddy needs to get his ass back on stage," Alana stated, sounding annoyed.

I checked the blind spot but there was nothing there. I opened both doors, wondering where Freddy was. That's when a brown paw grabbed my left wrist. I screamed in fear, seeing Freddy in front of me. I pushed the bear, trying to get him away from me. But he pulled on my wrist as I felt it breaking. I screamed in pain, the other scars I had burn in agony. I pushed Freddy out of the office, closing the right door. I panted, pained. I rushed to the first aid stuff, setting my wrist quickly.

"Trouble, Freddy pulled on my left wrist." I reported.

"Shit, you okay?" Alana asked.

"Y-yeah, yeah." I reassured, hurt. I checked the cameras and then the blind spots. Bonnie was there, I had closed the door on her. That's when I noticed a foul smell. "Oh God..." I moaned.

"What's the matter?" Alana questioned.

"The bodies have to be in the suits!" I shouted, as I finished setting my left wrist.

"Damn it..." Alana breathed.

"Yeah, I know," I agreed.

All of the sudden, at 2 am, there was banging at the left door. Foxy. I checked the power level. 55%.

"I might not make it," I reported.

"I'm going there, now," Alana stated, firmly.

"no, you stay there and stay safe," I pleaded.

"We might not make it," I reported, looking at Maya. I checked the location of each animantronic. I didn't see Chica or Bonnie on my map. I quickly checked the blind spots, as they were both clear. "What the hell," I asked, baffled. Was Freddy backing off? I opened the doors, checking the corners quickly. But there was nothing there. "What is going on...?" I breathed.

"That be the question of the night, lad."

I paled as I spun around, seeing Foxy behind me. I screamed as Foxy grabbed me.

I struggled and yelped, "Let me go, let me go!"

"Ford?!" Alana shouted. "What's going on?!"

Foxy licked his lips, taking me to the stage. I continued to struggle. How could I have been so stupid? Guess I wasn't a genius after all. I fell for a simple trick. I wish Stanley was here... 'Forgive me, bro,' I thought, my eyes closing.

Wishmaker1028: And that's where we cliffhanger it!

Gothgirl01: Is that even a word? Please read and review! And always think outside of the box!