It was 12PM, the night shift began, I grabbed my axe and headed towards the showstage, where Bonnie, Freddy and Chica were sleeping.

I grinned, I'd show them to make a fool of me.

"Hey what do you think yore doin'?'" Foxy asked me.

"What?" I turned around and froze, Foxy's eye had changed from his usual bright yellow to a black pit.

"You're not touching my family!" he screamed as he lunged at me with his hook, barely missing but scratching my ear, I touched it and felt blood.

I ran back to the front office and slammed the blast doors, this was gonna be a long night.

I checked the cameras and saw Foxy talking to the other three, they all turned to the camera and smiled menacingly.

Chica held the axe in her hand, Bonnie swung his guitar like a club, and Freddy laughed.

Just then the camera showed static.

"Uh oh," I said, seating nervously and checking the dining area where I found Chica, I switched to the supply closet and found Bonnie there hiding.

Freddy was nowhere to be seen and Foxy grinned in Pirate's Cove.

So far, it appeared that the Marionette and Fredbear weren't active. I breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few seconds, the doors automatically went up, "uh oh," I breathed, my breath getting more and more shaky.

Stay calm Vincent, stay calm," I soothed.

"AAAAAAAAAAGGHHHH!" Foxy ran through the hall, and smashed the barricades, I shut the door just in time, one second late, and I would have been toast.

Foxy's head slammed into the door and he was out cold.

"Well that's one down," I sighed shaking.

I turned around and saw Chica standing in the doorway, her mouth agape.

I quickly pressed the door button but it was jammed.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I shouted.

Chica lunged at me, but I ducked and piledrived her into the ground, I ran outside the office and bumped into Freddy, he turned around and punched me in the face.

It hurt so much, tears flowed down my eyes as he picked me up and stared at me, shivers went down my spine.

Ding, ding, ding, ding. Ding, ding, ding.

6AM

Yay!

Freddy let me go, as Chica walked past me. I was clutching my chest, my heart pounded fiercely. I sat back down in my swivel seat, I survived my first night.

I shook in my seat for ten minutes straight, they could have killed me, but they didn't.

I breathed in and out repeatedly.

I saw my axe leaning against the office door, Chica didn't use it, she wasn't trying to kill me, I hoped, I thought, I cried.

After a couple minutes, I went to the supply closet and grabbed a Freddy mask, maybe they would be fooled by it, only one way to find out.

I bought a fan to keep me cool during my shift, I shut the vents, and boarded them up.

I grabbed a flashlight and taser, I rewired the doors to be closed for good. Unfortunately, my power bills would go through the roof, but I didn't care, my life mattered, I was going to live a new life.

The next day, Shaun found me cowering in my office, shaking, I smelled like sweat, my body odor permeated the room, and he was stunned.

"Dad, are you Ok?" he asked me, his voice filled with worry.

"The, the robots, they, they attacked me," I told him.

"What, but that's impossible," Shaun said stunned.

"I, I know it's crazy but it really happened and I can prove it too," I turned on the video footage and showed it to Shaun, but all we saw was a video loop from two nights ago.

"Where's the footage from last night?" Shaun asked me.

"Someone must have deleted it," I told him.

"Well, I'm not saying, I believe you, but if what you said is true, then we'll have to get rid of them, they're obviously, dangerous," he told me.

"My thoughts, exactly," I said.

"And dad, you had better not be lying to me, because if you are, then that'd be a problem," he said.

"I'm not," I promised him.

Shaun walked out of the office and bumped into Freddy.