Chapter 2: Night One
Mike found it weird he had to sign a piece of paper stating he had to stay five nights. Why did he have to agree to that for a night guard position? Maybe too many guards found new opportunities and quit. It was, after all, a minimum wage job.
He examined his environment since he had ten minutes before his job would start. He was in a small office, almost the size of a cubicle. To his left and right were some sort of reinforced steel doors. He wondered why they needed that much security for one small office. There was a poster on the wall in front of him that had the characters on it. On the desk was a tablet. It had all the cams on it and the time. He also noticed there were light switches under the door switches.
He was startled when the phone started ringing at 12:00. An automated message played over the speaker phone after the third ring.
The message went on and on about injury and death. It also told him that the animatronics are left in some sort of free roaming mode. He also noticed a power meter at the bottom of his tablet.
"What kind of place has limited power?" Mike mumbled to himself.
He picked up the tablet and looked at the show stage. Bonnie was already missing. Mike started trembling and searching frantically for him in the cams. He finally found him in 1B. Bonnie was standing in the middle of the tables. He put down the tablet to conserve power.
He picked it up again. Bonnie had moved to cam 3. Chica had taken his place in the dining room. It was already 4:00 a.m. Time flew really fast behind those walls.
"I know they said she is a chicken, but she really looks like a duck." Mike scoffed. Chica moved to Cam 4A after he said that. Mike knew he should have kept his mouth shut.
Mike heard footsteps approach from the left. He closed the door as fast as he could.
"Not today, bunny boy!" He yelled.
"Don't get cocky, there's always tomorrow." Bonnie responded in his performance voice, as if the words were programmed. It was enough to make Mike jump a little. He was relieved when the clock finally struck 6:00. He had beaten this night, but he knew it was only going to get harder. Why did he sign that contract?
Author's Note
Another chapter down, four more to go. I hope I am not messing up the storyline too much, of course this is the rewritten series. This is only a first in my rewriting plans. See you in the next chapter!