Here's Chapter 4! In this chapter, a familiar face shows up! I bet none of you will expect who it is, though. I hope you enjoy!

Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction!

Chapter 4

I opened my eyes and I realized I wasn't in my room. I looked around me and saw four other children. They look extremely scared for reasons I would soon discover.

Wait, aren't these the missing children? I wondered. I tried to say something, but I found that I couldn't speak. What's going on?

"Heh…didn't your parents ever tell you not to talk to strangers? Now look at what's happened," a familiar voice snickered. I looked up at the person in which the voice belonged to.

…Dad? I blinked.

"Save them…" it was that voice again. "Save them…"

H-How? I thought.

"Save them…"

"You know, you remind me of my daughter," Dad looked at me. "I'll let you go first."

"Save them..."

I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to do something. I couldn't, though. It was like I forgot how to speak.

I felt pain shoot through my body, and everything went black. The last thing I heard were the words, "YOU CAN'T."

I woke up covered in sweat. "W-What…"I gasped. "W-What…was that?"

That was just a dream…right? Just a nightmare caused by me debating if Dad was in that suit…I convinced myself.

I decided I should take a shower and get ready for my shift. I looked in the mirror after I got out of the shower. I had bags under my eyes and I was extremely pale. "What is this job doing to me?" I mumbled to myself. I got changed into my uniform and decided to arrive at work an hour early. I didn't want to spend the time doing research.

I drove to Fazbear's Fright and met an unfamiliar face at the door. I gave him a confused look. "Um…hello?" I said.

Who is this guy? Doesn't he know Fazbear's Fright isn't opened yet? I wondered.

"Hi," he greeted me.

"I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but what're you doing here? This place isn't opened yet," I told him.

"The guy who runs this place wanted an interview with me. I worked at one of the old locations as a night security guard."

"Y-You did? Which one?"

"The one that closed down the most recent," he said, "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Mike Schmidt."

"I'm Krystal Adams. I'm the night security guard here," I introduced myself. "Sorry if I sounded rude."

"It's fine," he smiled.

We entered the building together. That stupid rabbit was standing right in front of the doorway. "This here is Springtrap. My boss found him in the safe room of the building you worked at. He smells pretty bad, but he was sitting in there for who knows how long."

He didn't really seem fazed by the smell or sight of Springtrap. It was like he was used to it. "Is this a Golden Bonnie or something?"

"Y-Yeah," I nodded.

"…He doesn't move at night, does he?" he asked.

"…How do you know about that?"

"So he does? I guess they all do…" He looked right into Springtrap's eyes. "The animatronics at the restaurant I worked at moved at night, too."

"I'm guessing they weren't too friendly, either. Springtrap is a bit of a jackass," I sighed, poking the decomposing rabbit's nose.

"What's with his eyes?"

"Huh?"

"They look like human eyes."

"Um…can you keep a secret?"

"There's an actual person inside of this thing, isn't there?"

"Yeah…"

"There's a person in all of them, I guess…"

This guy certainly knows a lot…Maybe I should talk with him about his experiences watching the animatronics…I decided.

We walked down the hallway and met Amber and Jake. "Hello hello!" Amber smiled. "You must be Mike!"

"…You sound like someone I know," Mike admitted.

"I do? Who?" she blinked.

"Some guy that used to talk to me over the phone while I worked at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria."

…Is he talking about Phone Guy? I wondered.

"Hey, dude! Thanks for coming in for an interview!" Jake smiled, his stupid voice making me want to leave. Jake looked at me. "Krys, what're you doing here so early? Your shift starts at 12:00A.M!"

"I know…I just didn't have anything better to do, so I thought I'd swing by," I answered.

"Well, since you're here, can you interview Mike? Amber and I found a great lead so we're kinda busy."

"Sure…I guess," I mumbled. He handed me a list of questions.

"Thanks, dude!"

I led Mike to my office and told him he could sit in my chair. I sat on top of my desk. I tossed the list of questions to the side since I had my own questions to ask him. "Man, you are exactly like me," I chuckled. "You had animatronics trying to kill you all night and you had a guy talking to you over the phone…So, who was this guy on the phone?"

"Uh…I don't know his name. I remember he always started his calls with 'hello hello,' like your friend," he answered. "Most of what he told me was bullshit, though."

"I feel like I know who you're talking about. Here, listen to this." I played one of the training cassettes I'd heard on the phone.

"Yeah…that's him."

"Heh…funny you compared him to Amber because he's Amber's dad."

"What?"

"Yep."

"Did you guys find out what happened to him?"

"That's the strange thing…he went to work one night and never came back. He just…disappeared. No one ever even found his body."

"Oh…uh…" He looked at the ground.

He's hiding something, I realized.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I-It's nothing…"

"…You know what happened to him, don't you?"

He didn't answer for a while. He finally said, "Yeah…Yeah I do."

"Mind shedding some light on it?"

"…He left some prerecorded messages for me from when he was working his last week. On the fourth night, he was attacked by the animatronics. I'm pretty sure he got stuffed into one of the suits…like all of the others."

"Others?" I blinked. "You know much more than you're letting on."

"You know what? I think you should answer some of my questions," he said.

"Fine, even though I'm interviewing you," I sighed. "Ask away."

"Do you know who's in that suit?"

"Uh…I'm working on it," I admitted, scratching the back of my head. "I-It's a work in process. Right now, I have three…two suspects."

"And those are?"

"Well, one is the person responsible for the five missing children. The other is this…mysterious purple man. I don't know much about him yet."

"Purple man?" he gave me a confused look.

"Y-Yeah…I know, it sounds a bit weird."

"You know, a friend of mine said he knew someone like that. He just called him 'Purple Guy.' He apparently was the daytime security guard at the pizzeria that existed before the one I worked at. He said he disappeared one day and no one heard anything else about him. Hey, maybe that's the purple man."

"H-He did? What year did he say he worked there?"

"Um…1987 I think. Hey, are you okay? You look a bit pale."
Dad was the daytime security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria in 1987…m-maybe it's just a coincidence! I mean, he did always dress in purple and his hair was purple...It could've been a nickname!

"Uh…hello?" Mike waved his hand in front of my face.

"S-Sorry! I just spaced out a bit…" I checked my phone. It was 11:45P.M. "Ugh…my shift starts soon."

"Good luck with that Golden Bonnie thing," he said. "Hey, if you figure anything out, give me a call." He jotted down his number on a sticky note I had on my desk.

"Okay…" I nodded.

Once he left, I collapsed in my chair.

Is…Is Dad really in that suit? I mean, he's definitely the 'Purple Guy' that Mike mentioned, so he's probably also the guy in the mini games. Does that mean that…Dad killed those kids? No…I don't have enough evidence to confirm that. I don't think I have enough evidence to even say that the Purple Guy, the guy in the suit, and the killer are the same person. Ugh…I don't even know anymore. All I know is I want to get my shift over with.

I practiced my routine of rebooting the systems and flipping through cameras until I received the usual phone call. "What's new today?"

"Hello hello? Um, this is just a reminder of company policy concerning the safe room. The safe room is reserved for equipment and/or other property not being currently used and is in fact a safety location for employees only. This is not a break room, should not be considered a place for employees to hide and/or congregate, and under no circumstance should a customer ever be taken into this room and out of the main show area," Phone guy stated.

I'm guessing this happened after the children were led into the safe room, I thought.

"Management has also been made aware that the Spring Bonnie animatronic has been noticeably moved. We would like to remind employees that this costume is not safe to wear under any circumstances. Thank you, and remember to smile. You are the face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza," Phone Guy said this and the call ended.

Spring Bonnie? Is that Springtrap? I guess it was a fitting name after all…This also confirms that the Springtrap suit was used to kill the children, seeing as how Phone Guy said it had been moved, I realized.

I flipped through my cameras to locate Springtrap and I saw him in Cam 09. I played Balloon Boy's laughter in Cam 10 and rebooted my ventilation. "We don't want that going offline," I mumbled to myself. Once it rebooted, I went back to my cameras. When I brought my cameras down, I saw something standing by the box of animatronic heads. That something turned out to be a hallucination of Foxy, who jumped at me.

I almost fell back in my chair, but I managed to balance myself. I went to reboot my audio and ventilation, which had gone offline after Foxy attacked me. "I wish they would all stop doing that!" I grumbled. Once they rebooted, I went to play Balloon Boy's voice in Cam 04.

I repeated this pattern of playing audio and rebooting systems until I saw Springtrap standing in the hallway. His eyes were still uncomfortable to look at. "Oh hey there!" I waved.

"H…p…m…" he groaned.

"Great…this again," I sighed. "Who the hell are you? Can you tell me that? Probably not because you can't even speak without sounding like you're underwater." My phone alarm went off and I got up. Before I looked away from him, though, I had one last thing to say. "You better not be the person I think you are…" He disappeared and I left.

When I got home, I did what I usually did and waited in my seat in front of the computer. I wonder who I'll play as this time. There are no more animatronics…I wondered. When the email arrived I anxiously clicked the link. I was not prepared for what I'd see, though.

This time, I played as a crying child, who looked like a ghost. He had tear stains down his face, so he resembled the Marionette. I did what I usually did and walked down the west hallway, but there was nothing there. There was no Shadow Freddy urging me to follow him, either. I walked to the room where the Purple Guy usually disassembled me, and I saw Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy on the ground, all of them in pieces. I walked up to the safe room, however, there was no red text that said "ERROR" this time. I was allowed to enter it this time. I jumped at what I encountered. It was a room with three arcade cabinets, the Springtrap suit, four more crying children in the way I entered, and none other than the Purple Guy, who seemed to be in a bit of a panic.

Five crying children…these are the missing children, aren't they? I realized. So it's true…the Purple Guy and the killer are the same person.

I moved towards the Purple Guy, and he moved away from me. He ran to the other side of the room.

I think I know how this is going to end, I thought.

I continued chasing him until he ran and hid inside the Springtrap suit. He got up and began to laugh.

Do not breathe on the spring locks, as any moisture may loosen then and cause them to break loose, I remembered Phone Guy's words as the scene played out.

He continued to laugh until the spring-locks broke loose. Blood shot out from the suit and the Purple Guy slowly fell to the ground. Then the mini game ended.

I was sent another email with a single picture and a link. The heads of Freddy, Foxy, Chica, Bonnie, and another animatronic I couldn't see sat under a spotlight, a light coming from one of their eyes. I clicked the link and there was only text. The text read: "Don't let this story have a Bad ending." That was all. I sat at my computer, trying to comprehend everything.

So…Dad was the killer…and he's inside that suit…I thought, That explains why his body was never found…and why he never came home…

It was difficult to picture someone like Dad killing anyone. I'd always looked up to him and I wanted to be just like him, which is why I got a job at Fazbear's Fright as a security guard in the first place. I didn't know what to think about him anymore.

This story…it's not over yet…What's with this "Bad ending?" What do I have to do? Why is it a "Bad ending" anyways?

My vision became blurry. It took me a few moments to realize that I was crying. "Heh…I haven't cried in a long time…I guess I have a good reason to, though…"I sniffled, wiping my eyes on my sleeve. I decided to call Amber.

"Hello hello?" she said when she answered the phone.

"Hey…can we meet up at 4:00P.M? I've got some information…" my voice sounded week and stuffed up.

"Sure! Hey, what's wrong? You sound upset," she pointed out.

"I-I'll tell you later."

"Okay…"

The call ended and I collapsed on my bed. I was extremely exhausted, so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. However, life had yet another sick twist for me.

This chapter was a lot of fun to write! Krystal finally realized her dad killed the children and finished all five nights at Fazbear's Fright, but the story isn't over yet! By the way, the friend Mike was referring to was actually Jeremy. I thought it'd be nice to reference all of the past security guards:3 Anyways, Chapter 5 will be out tomorrow! Thanks for reading!