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 finds…is 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.
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"Hi, Mom!" Mike greeted, slapping on a fake grin. He fidgeted under her stare.
His mother looked around the room, then back to him worriedly, "Is everything alright?"
"Sure! Everything's fine!" He hoped she didn't notice the sweat bead on his forehead.
"I heard you scream…" She muttered uncertainly.
"Ah, just a little nightmare." Mike said as convincingly as he could, "Nothing to worry about!" His mother looked confusedly to his blanket and pillow on the floor,
"Oh! Uh…I hurt my back at work! Figured I'd, uh…straighten my spine out…"
She didn't look convinced, "Oh…" She hesitated, "…Get some sleep, honey…"
"I will! No worries!" With that, his mother shut the door. Mike waited, sighed in relief, then opened the closet door, "Okay. It's safe." Nothing. "Phone Guy?"
"…Uh…" A groan of wood and metal. "…Hehe…Mike?…I'm stuck."