Jeremy Pov

Ah, it worked I got in, my police training really paid off, I would find out the truth of the missing children, so far five kids had gone missing, well, whoever was behind this obviously had ties to Freddy's, the only way I could know for sure was to go behind enemy lines and see it for myself.

I hang my coat on the rack outside the office, grabbed a cup of coffee from the coffee machine and sat down in my seat, this was gonna be a long night.

Ring, ring, ring. Ring, ring, ring. I picked up the phone.

"Uh, Hello. Hello, hello," Shaun's voice rang through the phone.

"Hello," I replied back.

"Hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here and to help you get started down this new and exciting career path," the voice said.

"Is this a recorded message?" I asked.

"Now I want you to forget anything you may have heard about the old location. Some people still have a somewhat negative impression of the company. That old location was left to rot for quite a while but I want to reassure you that Fazbear Entertainment is committed to family, fun, and above all, safety. They've spent a small fortune on these new animatronics, facial recognition, advanced mobility, they even let them walk around during the day, isn't that neat? But most importantly, they're all tied into some kind of criminal database, so they can detect a predator a mile away. Heck, we should be paying them to guard you, now that being said, no new system is without its ...kinks," he said nervously.

"Kinks, what kinks?" I asked.

"Uh, you're only the second guard to work at that location, the first guy finished his week but complained about ...conditions. We switched him over to the day shift, so hey lucky you, right? Mainly he expressed concerns that certain characters seemed to move around at night and even attempted to get into his office," he explained.

"Wait, what?!" I blurted out.

I switched on the monitor to see if any of them moved, so far so good.

"Now from what we know that should be impossible. That restaurant should be the safest place on Earth. So while our engineers don't really have an explanation for this, the working theory is that ...the robots were never given a proper night mode. So when it gets quiet, they think they're in the wrong room, so then they try to find where the people are, and in this case, that's your office," he said.

"And you didn't tell me this until now?" I asked.

"So our temporary solution is this: there's a Music Box over by the Prize Counter and it's rigged to be wound up remotely. So, just, every once in a while, switch over to the Prize Counter video feed and wind it up for a few seconds It doesn't seem to affect all of the animatronics, but it does affect ...one of them," he told me.

I switched over to Prize Corner, and sure enough there was an option to wind up the music box. I switched over to the Show Stage and FOUND THAT BONNIE WAS MISSING. I flipped through all the cameras until I found Bonnie who was staring into Camera 3B, Party Room 4.

"Ahem, and as for the rest of them, we have an even easier solution. You see there might be a minor glitch in the system, something about the robots seeing you as an endoskeleton without it's costume on and wanting to stuff you in a suit," he blabbered on.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" I asked him.

"So hey, we've given you, an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wandered in will wander back out," he told me.

The camera went dark and Bonnie was in the air vent crouched down, ready to fight, I put on the Freddy mask, and prayed that it would work.

"Uh, something else worth mentioning is kind of the quartz modern design of the building. You may have noticed that there are no doors for you to close, heh. But hey, you have a light, and even though your flashlight can run out of power, the building cannot. So don't worry about the place going dark. Well I think that's it. Uh, you should be golden. Uh, check the lights, put on the Freddy head if you need to, uh, keep the music box wound up, piece of cake. have a good night, and I'll talk to you tomorrow," the phone call ended and Bonnie crawled out of the vent.

"Hey Freddy," Bonnie grinned.

"Oh, hello," I said nervously.

"We're looking for the nightguard," he said.

"Yeah, well I thought you were looking for the new endo," I said.

"Endo, haha, you're funny," he grinned, "yeah, that guard is gonna be the brand new face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza," he giggled.

"Well, I better not take too much of your time, talk to ya later," he said.

He crawled away into the vent and I breathed a sigh of relief, "whew, that was too close," I took off my mask, "I can barely see a thing with this thing on," I muttered.

I opened up the monitor and saw that Chica was missing too, I checked the music box and wound it up some more.

I put down the monitor and saw Chica standing in the hallway, I put my mask on.

After a few seconds, I took off my mask and checked the hall again, she disappeared.

"Ok, so far so good," I said to myself.

I checked the right vent and saw Bonnie in it again.

"Oh come on!" I shouted.

I put the Freddy mask back on.

"Hey Freddy, are you sure you haven't seen the guard?" he asked me.

"Nope, nuhuh," I shook my head.

"Are you sure?" he asked me.

"Yes, I'm sure, why do you hate him anyway?" I asked him.

"You know why, he killed us!" he told me.

"Wait, what?" I asked him.

"You're not Freddy," he told me.

"No, no, no, I am Freddy," I told him.

"Prove it," he told me.

"I just wanted you to forget about the guard, I'm sure it's bothering you, Bon, but I can' help seeing you wound up like this," I told him.

"But Freddy," he protested.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, "this isn't you, Bonnie."

"Maybe you're right, Freddy, but he has to pay," he said.

"And he will, I promise," I told him.

"Let me worry about the guard, you and Chica should get along," I told him.

"Ok, Freddy," he reached over to hug me.

"Go, ya little rascal, we're a family, I won't abandon you," I told him.

Bonnie just sat down crying, "thanks dad," he cried.

"It's Ok, son, it's Ok," I told him.

Bonnie ran over to the showstage, I took off my mask and sighed, that's two down, I thought to myself.

Toy Freddy was in the hallway staring me down.

I quickly put it back on my mask and hoped that it would work.

"Hey Freddy, how are you?" he asked me.

"Wait aren't we both Freddy?" I asked him, grinning.

"Yeah, its weird but whatever, how are you?" he asked me.

"I'm pretty good, I just talked to Bonnie earlier," I told him.

"You mean Billy," he said.

"Yeah, Billy, anyways what brings you here?" I asked him.

"I'm here for that punk ass bitch," he told me.

"The purple guy?" I asked him.

"Yeah, that one," he said.

"Well, maybe you should sit this one out tonight, I got this," I told him.

"No way, he has to pay for what he did to me, Billy and Tommy," he told me.

"Look, Eli, come on, you've been given a second chance at life, you don't realize how special that is," I told him.

"I guess so, but that doesn't give him the right to cut my neck in half, and then dance on top of my body like some kind of lunatic!" he told me.

"Look, I got it covered tonight, and if I see him, I'll hand him over to you," I told him, "deal?"

"Deal," he said, Eli walked out of the room and I was shaken to my core.

The man in purple had a lot to answer for, but he had made the biggest mistake of his life, he hired an undercover cop, and I would bring him down.

I flipped the monitor back on and decided that I could convince the puppet that he could call it quits, I let the Music Box unwind, tick, tick, tick, tick.

Pop Goes the Weasel plays, and the puppet stretches his legs, he makes a gesture and the cameras go dark.

He floats toward me, "hello, old friend," he tells me.

He chokes me with hidden strength, I push him into the wall, and he headbutts me.

"AH," I hold my nose and find it bloodied, I take off my mask, and the puppet stares at me.

"A guard is a guard, I'll never be betrayed again," he tells me.

"But I'm not the purple guy," I tell him.

"I don't care," he tells me, "how do I know you won't hurt my family, when my own father betrays me?" he asks.

"You're, you're Alex Malone, don't you recognize me?" I asked him.

"Oh, yes, Officer Fitzgerald, how've you been, it must have been pretty funny when you handed me over to my psycho dad in the hospital, yeah I do remember you," he said.

"Oh, Alex how was I supposed to know," I told him.

"That that could happen?!" he asked me, "come on now detective where's your thinking cap?" he asked me.

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

6AM

Yay!

The puppet stared at me and floated away, and I shivered at the fact that my mistake led up to this unfortunate series of events.

"If I were you, I'd leave and never come back," he warned me.

He left and I shook vigorously.