Chapter 30: P_

Karli: When I approached the door, there was no need to get out the keys. The window on the door was broken. Who would want to break into… Break out of.

"Shit." I rubbed my forehead, if he got out…

"Shouldn't say that…" Nikki muttered.

"I think it got out…"

"What?!" Nikki opened the door quickly and slipped inside.

"Wait!" I chased after her, I should've walked her home. Left her there, but I needed to get out of there. Now, now… Now I've… I've put her in danger. She was standing still when I found her, she was either staring at a camera, some else had actually broken in, or it was the thing. I grabbed the sides of her arms, using my body to shield hers. I looked over her shoulder, she was holding a newspaper. I wasn't too surprised they were all over the floor, but this one stood out in particular.

In 1981, during the summer a horrible tragedy occurred, something that should never be forgotten.

Clark D'Agoni: Age 9

Judi Greene: Age 8

Arthur Carson: Age 8

Adam Carson: Age 9

Karli Scott: Age 7

Were all murdered in the late hours of entertainment at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

Frank William Fazbear, the owner at the time of the incident, stated that investigation would immediately follow. However, results were less than sufficient.

Suspicion was added, the video feed from that at that time, was taken. It was later revealed that one of the other workers, Alfred Jensen, submitted the tape to the police almost two years later.

The murderer was revealed to be Mr. Fazbear's son. Peter Fazbear. The result between Peter and his victims is that one of the victims was actually related to Peter. There was evidence of stalking the victims back at his apartment. When Mr. Peter Fazbear was taken away, the position of CEO and owner of the original Fazbear attraction was moved the Alfred Jensen. After this change, Mr. Frank Fazbear vanished. All assets were frozen, and his contacts know nothing of disappearance.

But that isn't what she was staring at; there were various photos on the page. It included mine with Clark and the others. She could see the resemblance, the similarities between me and the photo.

"Charlotte?" she muttered, "Why did you call him pop? Why did he call you Karli?" I knew who she was talking about, she put it together but I don't want this happening all over again. It should just end with me. I'm sure the others wouldn't tell this to anyone else either.

"I'm sorry?" I should play dumb.

"Don't bullshit me." She grabbed my wrist and pushed me against the wall, she was a lot stronger than I thought. "Tell the truth!" she pinned my wrist with one of her hands above my head. I struggled to the point where it seemed like I was trying to put up a fight. She wasn't as strong as I thought she previously was.

"Wh-Why are you being so violent?!" I could easily push her away and run, but I had to keep up a façade.

"You're lying. You're Karli aren't you?" Nikki said immediately. "You were sleeping and looked seven years old, then when you woke up you changed to around at least 16. You were looking dead before, you weren't breathing. Even my dad didn't say why you were there. Explain what's going on!"

"I-I don't know what's up with your dad or any of that aging thing you're talking about!" I hated lying but I really, really wanted to leave her out of this. "Let me go…!" Nikki let go of my wrists.

"You're off the hook for now." She said. "We've got trouble." I turned my head to see him standing there. She didn't even look away from me, and she knew he was there.

"Hi." An audio cue, some one was in the office. There were more footsteps, it was a group, they surrounded him. It was Jeremy and Fritz, and some other woman. She seemed awfully familiar.

"Charlotte, please don't tell my dad or anyone about my outburst."

"Then don't call me Karli and back me up with my background, because I don't have one." I insisted, I hated having to lie in the first place but now I was asking her to lie with me, for me. Nikki pulled out her hatchet, and I grabbed the pocketknife as memories rushed back to me. He had so many tools…

"Around it! Around it!" the woman instructed. Fritz looked like he was about to pass out, and Jeremy like he was going to vomit. I looked over at Nikki, she wasn't fazed as if she was used to worse. Peter looked at everyone but as soon as he saw me there was a loud clicking noise and little zaps, as if I was his trigger. His look became much more aggressive, I didn't care for him or his games any more. Fritz was the first to attack with the massive sledge hammer, which Peter caught… Jeremy panicked and swung the crowbar into the wires among Peter's neck. It caught his attention but did not damage him greatly. The woman hooked her crowbar into the hand that was holding Fritz's hammer, a majority of the wires was torn out which needed immediate attention. Even Peter knew that and let go of the hammer. Nikki rushed forward.

"H-Hey…!" she found the nerve before I did, moved in front of the woman and fully cut off Peter's hand. There was a horrid screech as he lunged for Nikki, the woman pushed Nikki onto the floor along with herself, then quickly found their feet again. Come on Karli, find your nerve!

"Charlotte! Help Nikki…!" I prepared the blade in my hand and rushed toward Peter, "I meant help her out of here!" I struck the chest piece dead center. Something leaked out, be it blood or oil, it still meant it hit something I pulled out the blade and slipped between his legs and struck the spot where Jeremy hit earlier.

"F-Fuck…" I did something wrong when I ducked under him, my leg felt funny and my hand was twisted awkwardly. I was already getting sloppy. "Gotcha." I looked around trying to remember my hiding spots, though there wasn't a lot for a large group of people like this. There weren't any rooms, just a series of halls which made it hard to hide. It was just the office, we were actually being forced in that room. Damn it. I pulled off the vent, which needed to be pried off with my knife which broke in the process. "For fuck's sake…" I said under my breath and gestured Nikki this way. The woman helped Nikki over.

"Mike's waiting in the office." The woman said.

"Keep going straight until you can't. Warn him before you enter, he'll probably flip out." I added. Nikki nodded and crawled into the vent.

"Didn't think I'd see you here again." The woman spoke to me. She knew me?

"I don't think we've met… I'm Char—" I started.

"Look, you can pretend around the others, but not in front of me. I know who you are and you best keep quiet about it, okay?" she said. I nodded, that's what I was trying to do in the first place, but how did she know me? There was a moaning sound behind me, had Jeremy or Fritz got hurt?! I turned around but it wasn't either of them, it was Peter. He was trying to speak, but… oh God… the image of those beams through his jaw. I wouldn't wish that upon anyone, but it was deserved.

"Um, what does that mean…?" Fritz was panicking, I would be too, except I couldn't risk being scared.

Mike: "Like, the attraction opens in like, a week, so we had to make sure everything works, and nothing catches on fire!" Oh my god, this guy would not stop talking!

"Uh-when the place opens, people will come in at the opposite end of the building, and work their way towards you, then past you and out the exit." He continued, did he even know what was actually going on right now? "Uh-yeah. You've officially become a part of the attraction. Uh-You'll be starring as... The security guard!" Yipee, like haven't done this before.

"Oh my God, you don't shut up don't you?" I picked up the phone.

"So not only will you be monitoring the people on the cameras as they pass through, y'know, to make sure no one steals anything or makes out in the corner, but you'll also be a part of the show." He continued anyway, this was probably from the old place too. Because it doesn't fucking work either…! For the love of God, why does nothing work here?!

"H-Hello?" There was a pounding sound coming from the vent next to me.

"O-Oh, god!"

"It'll make it feel really authentic I think. Uh... Now let me tell you about what's new." The guy on the phone continued.

"I-I'm sorry Charlotte told me to come here." I recognized the voice.

"Nikki?" I opened the vent and let her in.

"We found another set of drawings, always nice, and a Foxy head!" I didn't see a Foxy head on the cameras. "Which we think to be authentic... then again it might just be another crappy cosplay, and we found a desk fan, very old school - metal, though, so watch the fingers. Uh-heh... Uh... Right now the place is basically just, you know, flashing lights, spooky props. But I have an even better surprise for you, and you're not gonna believe this- we found one. A REAL one. We found some vintage audio training cassettes! Dude, these are, like, prehistoric!" No shit!

"So that thing Charlotte said about a robotic killer being here was true." The phone call was getting distorted, as if it was being cut off and put back, chopped up almost.

"Uh-oh-uh gotta go man- uh, well-well look, i-it's in there somewhere, I'm-I'm sure you'll see it. Okay, I'll leave you with some of this great audio that I found! Talk to you later, man!" HE FINALLY SHUT UP.

"Uh, hello! Hello, hello! Uh, welcome to your new career as a performer/entertainer for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME. I love you Jensen, but shut up.

"Hey, I recognize that voice…" Nikki muttered.

"That's Alfred Jensen. He died recently." I explained, she sighed.

"That explains a lot." She muttered under her breath.

"Uh, these tapes will provide you with much needed information on how to handle/climb into/climb out of mascot costumes." He continued, that explains the costume it was in.

"What?"

"Dad kept playing parts with him in it, like from Dad's wedding, or even old tapes like that one. It was creepy, but no wonder why he was doing it." Nikki crossed her arms… Nice to know he at least cared about the old man's death.

"Right now, we have two specially designed suits that double as both animatronics and suits. So please pay close attention while learning how to operate these suits as accidents/injuries/death/irreparable and grotesque maiming can occur." Were all the messages he sent always so grim?

"Sounds real cheery." Nikki said sarcastically, couldn't blame her.

"He was in certain situations but the job was bad." I explained, briefly. I lifted the tablet to find there was video feed. I looked toward the other tablet. "Hey, can you do me favor?"

"Depends." She replied and looked at me.

"Just fix the error on that tablet I think it's, uh…" What was it again?

"Camera system?" she lifted the tablet and tapped on something, within a minute it was fixed. She knew how to work these things better than I did. The cameras came back but the only thing left on the screen was a passed out Fritz.

"What the fuck happened…?" I went through the cameras, but there wasn't anything else but that. "Where'd they go?"

"What's wrong?"

"No one else is on he screen, it's just Fritz…" I muttered.


Jeremy: I grabbed Karli.

"Why the fuck did you bring her here?" I half-whisper, half-screamed.

"I thought it broke out and planned to leave but she ran in anyway." She replied calmly as if it didn't matter.

"Did you ever think for two seconds that some of us care about living?! About our daughters?!" I slapped her and grabbed her shoulders again. She cringed for a second and looked like she was about to snap.

"Back, off!" she pushed me off her, "Did you think for two seconds that I came to take care of this, that this didn't involve you? Did you think that the only way for me to get here without getting either of us in trouble was to have your daughter escort me out? So I could leave and have to never see you again?"

"You can't handle this. You're just a child, and I was asked to do this. I don't need your help. I won't ever need YOUR help!" I shouted at her, and pushed her down. I was a bit surprised the thing wasn't attacking. She got up, her eyes… black and white.

"Get. Out." She grabbed my throat and lifted me off the ground… I was taller than her. It was only for a moment, "I can handle this." She threw me to the ground and turned to the animatronic which was staring at me with it carved-in grin.

"J-Jeremy, we sh-should get M-M-Mike." Fritz suggested, I stood up. Wanting to beat the shit out of her, but at what I was viewing, I wasn't going to have any luck. Karli was punching the animatronic, she was kicking the crap out of it but her hands were bleeding and her knuckles were already raw.

"Burn… just… fucking…burn." A voice resounded in all the empty spaces of the building. Sparks began to fly out of the machine and set papers on the walls on fire. Then the building began to burn, but she kept hitting it. Fritz and Ginsei just stood there watching. Fritz fainted, this wasn't the time to faint! I panicked, I was coward. I ran away, searching for the exit. Where was the fucking exit?!

Yuki: Where was he going?! Fritz passed out at the sight of Karli beating the thing up, and Jeremy ran. She really needed to be more careful and control her temper.

"Charlotte!" I screamed at her, she pinned it against the wall and ignored me. She punched its jaw, unhinging. I was the corpse inside. I covered my mouth, I felt like I was going to throw up.

"I'm going to destroy this place." She said under her breath. "You with it."