Chapter 4: Night Three
Mike rushed to the restaurant. He had overslept. He glanced at his watch and saw it was almost midnight. He had to get inside before the animatronics started moving.
His hair was still wet from his shower because he didn't have time to dry it. He didn't care because at least he made it just in time. He sat down at the desk and scrolled through the cams. The phone started ringing.
"You're doing great! Most people don't last this long. I mean the usually move on to better things by now…I'm not implying that they die."
Mike shivered at the thought of dying in one of those suits. He was sure it wouldn't be a quick death…or painless. He looked at the stage. Chica was the first one gone. He was shocked that Bonnie took so long to move.
He looked over at Cam 2B and saw a yellow animatronic. He put down his cam and saw a hollow costume. Flashes of "it's me" went through his mind. He quickly picked up the cam, hoping it would go away. When it did, he sat there speechless, wondering what happened.
Chica ran up to his door. He hit the button and shut her out. She stood in the window with a horrific look on her face.
"Stop staring at me like that." Mike said. She didn't budge.
A deep laughter filled the restaurant. Mike yelped in fear and opened the cam. A pair of red eyes stared at him from the darkness of the dining room. He looked on the stage and saw that all of the animatronics were missing. He was wondering what made Freddy move. He just shrugged and looked around for Bonnie.
Foxy was looking out at him from behind the curtains. Mike stared at him, not amused. Bonnie decided to make the jump for his door. Mike dove for the button and closed it.
"Don't let the door hit your nose on the way in." Mike said.
Chica decided to try the same thing. Mike closed her out, too. She walked away finally, but Bonnie stayed at the door longer than usual. He was bleeding away a lot of Mike's power. Mike was becoming furious.
He opened the cam and checked on Foxy, who was now getting ready to run for the door. Freddy was now by the bathrooms. He finally heard Bonnie walk away. He quickly opened the door. He didn't want to waste any more power.
It came up on 4 a.m. His power was at 26%. He hoped it was enough.
"What will Freddy do when it runs out?" Mike thought to himself. Well it was obvious Freddy wasn't going to throw a party for him.
He decided to just take glances at the camera instead of just staring at it. He'd just keep looking at Freddy and eventually check on Foxy. The plan seemed to be working because he beat the night without Foxy running to his door.
When the clock struck 6, he got out of the chair and stretched. He was stiff from sitting there for six hours. He never felt it the first two nights. Time passed by very differently behind those walls. He walked to the exit, got in his car, and drove home. He wished this was all just a terrible nightmare. He kept wondering why he kept going back. Something kept drawing him to that place. Was it stupidity or an external force? He thought it was the money, but something or someone wanted him to return.
As he dreamt that night, images of Freddy stuffing him into a suit kept playing through his head. He was tossing and turning trying to escape the suit.
"L-L-Let's p-party!" Freddy would say in a broken voice, trying to shove him inside. Mike screamed out in agony as he felt the cross beams going into his chest.
He snapped awake. He looked over at his clock. It was far too early for him to be awake. He couldn't go back to sleep though. He just had two more nights. With his new strategy, he felt he could beat Freddy. Will it be enough? Will it ever end after the fifth night? There was only one way for him to find out.
Author's Note:
Wow I didn't expect this story to get so many views. Sorry this chapter is very late. I haven't felt like typing it. I've been binging Fortnite and building a love life. Thank you all for reading. I'm glad to see there's still a lot of people in this fandom. I'll try to get the next chapter out in a timely manner. Have a wonderful day. :)