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I couldn't help the nervous feeling that overcame me as I went to my post after Mr. Fred left me in charge of the building once again. The dream that I had shook me up badly.

'Get a grip, girl!' I thought sternly to myself. 'I can't let something like this stop me from reaching my goal! It's only two more nights after tonight. I can survive that.'

Still, the thought of those puppets coming after me scared me.

I took a deep breath and went straight to work, checking the doors first and then returning to the Office. Scanning through the security cameras, I made sure to check the Show Stage and Pirate Cove multiple times before even thinking of letting my guard down. I could feel my heart rate pick up each time I scanned through those two cameras, expecting one of the animatronic animals to be in a different spot or not there at all.

The phone rang, drawing my attention from the screen to the phone. It was then that I realized I had been scanning through the cameras for 2 hours. I picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I asked, knowing it was the guy who had called me last night and the night before.

"Hello. Hey you are doing great. Most people don't last this long. You know, they usually quit and move on to other things by now. Anyway I better not take up too much of your time as things start to get real tonight."

"I'm listening."

"Uhm hey listen I had an idea if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed in a Freddy's suit. Uhh try playing dead. You know, go limp. There is a chance that they'll think you are an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you are an empty costume they might shove a skeleton skull into you. I wonder how that will work. Yeah never mind. Scratch that. It's best not to get caught. Uhm, ok. I will leave you to it. See you on the flip side."

"See ya," I said, thinking at the same time, 'Is this guy for real? He was a big help the first two nights, but he seems to have a few screws loose tonight.'

I shrugged it off and went back to checking the cameras again. When I checked Pirate Cove, something was definitely wrong. Foxy was peeking out from behind the curtains, looking straight at the camera as he slowly moved from his hiding spot. I knew he was going to move from that spot, no matter what. It was only a matter of time.

I went back to check the Show Stage, and my heart jumped at the sight I saw. Freddy was standing alone on the stage, slowly turning to face the camera. I gulped and switched to the Dining Area, only to see Chica standing close to the camera, looking straight at it.

The only one I couldn't find was Bonnie. Where was he?

I flipped through the cameras again and saw him and Foxy walking down the West Hall towards me. When had Foxy joined him? Quickly, I closed the door to my left to keep them from entering. I then moved to peek out down the East Hall to make sure nothing was coming from that direction.

After a few moments, I heard knocking on the door. It was a soft, almost timid knock, but I knew it was either Foxy or Bonnie. I didn't see anyone or anything else coming from that way when I checked the camera.

'Just go away!' I thought as they continued knocking, each one becoming slightly louder, though they were still hesitant. 'Leave me alone!'

Almost as if they heard me, the knocking stopped. It was soon replaced by Bonnie's voice.

"M-m-mike? P-pleas-s-se, c-com-m-me o-o-out-t."

Checking the East Hall from the security screen, I saw Chica walking down towards me and I quickly shut the door to my right as well.

"Michelle, please," Chica said. "We're not going to hurt you."

I knew I was trapped, and I was sure they knew that. I clamped my hands over my ears as they all started talking at once, their voices grating my nerves. It soon became too much to bear.

"Leave me alone!" I shouted, and everything became suddenly quiet. I could hear footsteps from both sides as they left for the Dining Area. I checked the cameras for both halls, and there was nothing there. Checking the camera for the Dining Area, I saw the three animatronic puppets huddled together and I could hear them talking from the audio feed.

"She must be so scared of us," Chica said. "I'll bet she's heard the rumors about this place by now."

"P-p-plus-s th-the b-b-bit-te of-f e-e-eight-ty s-seven-n-n."

"That was not me fault!" Foxy replied angrily. "It was an accident! I fell on the wee lass and accidentally took part of her head off! I did not bite her!"

"We know that, Foxy," Chica said soothingly, linking her arm with his. "But the humans don't."

"M-mik-k-ke c-coul-l-ld ch-chang-ge th-that-t-t th-th-though, i-i-if sh-she w-w-wasn-n-n't s-so sc-car-r-red o-of us-s-s."

"You've always had a thing for her, haven't you Bonnie?" Chica asked.

"N-no," he said, quickly looking away from her.

"Come on, lad. Don't lie. Ye couldn't stop thinking about the lass when she was a wee child, and now it's worse since she's come back to work here. Face it, ye love her."

"Get back to work!" Freddy shouted from the stage, and the three of them hesitantly started moving.

I looked away from the scene, suddenly feeling bad.

'Tomorrow,' I promised myself. 'I'll go out in the open and talk to them tomorrow.'

This story isn't close to being done! Remember, it's only night 3.