I do not own Sister Location.

"Hello, Michelle," Mr. Afton greeted as I arrived back at Baby's. "Are you ready for another night working here?"

"Uh, yes, sir," I replied, "and please, call me Mi-"

"I'll see you in the morning," he interrupted, walking away. "Have a good night."

I huffed, crossing my arms as I watched him enter his car. Mr. Afton was actually a nice guy when he wanted to be, but he was being really rude right now.

I sighed and entered the elevator.

"Welcome back to another night of intellectual stimulation, pivotal career choices, and self-reflection on past mistakes," HandUnit greeted. "We're committed to creating a unique and fulfilling work experience. One part of that commitment is ensuring that you don't get tired of the voice that you're hearing right now." The keypad from the first night popped up once again. "Using the keypad below, please select a new companion voice. For male, press 1. For female, press 2. For text only, press 3. For other options, press 4."

I laughed at that, part of me grateful for the change, though I knew I'd still have to use the electric shock keypads if the animatronics weren't where they were supposed to be, and another part of me finding it humorous how he had said to choose a number when there weren't any on this glitchy piece of trash.

I tried to type something in, but once again it wasn't registering my request and showed me an error message.

"It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad," HandUnit replied. "I see what you were trying to type, and I will autocorrect it for you. Thank you for choosing Angsty Teen."

I stood silently as the keypad dropped out of view, silently chuckling to myself at the choice that was made. The elevator beeped, and it stopped descending not too long after.

"The elevator's stopped," a teenage boy's voice sounded, making me snicker. "You know the routine. Get out now, or whatever. Stay here if you want."

"I like you already," I whispered to myself as I pressed the red button in the elevator and made my way through the vent.

"So, funny story, a dead body was found in this vent once," the teenage voice said, making me stop in my tracks. "M'kay, so, not that funny, but, it's a story."

'What the heck is wrong with this building?' I asked myself. 'Electrocuting robots, dead bodies in vents, I wouldn't be surprised if this place closes soon.'

I soon entered the primary Control Module, looking between the rooms Ballora and Funtime Foxy were resided in.

"Alright, so, let's start with your nightly chores," the voice replacing HandUnit said. "You should check on Ballora, and make sure she's on her stage, but, whatever."

I did so, pressing the button that lit up her stage. She wasn't there, but I could still see her. Either she was up close to the window or I was seeing her shadow, but she was still there.

"Huh. I guess Ballora has better things to do," the teen voice said. "Let's zap her! That should be fun."

Again, I was not happy doing so. I know they're animatronics, but considering I have animatronics as close friends, it didn't feel right doing this. I know my friends are ghosts trapped in robotic bodies, but still.

Taking a deep breath, I hit the red button. The second the electricity stopped, a sound I couldn't quite identify echoed throughout the room. It almost sounded like a garbled voice, warped beyond recognition. Was that coming from the HandUnit or Ballora?

"Let's check on Funtime Foxy, make sure she's ready for showtime tomorrow," the teenage voice said after the garbled voice disappeared.

'What?' I asked silently, confused. 'You're not going to have me check the lights to make sure she's on her stage?'

I shivered and hit the light button for Funtime Foxy. Once again she was off stage but I could see her either right at the window or that was just her shadow.

"Great... Great... Great..." a deep voice bellowed, scaring me. That wasn't the voice for HandUnit or the teen.

"There seems to have been a problem with the voice synthesizer," HandUnit finally said, overriding the deep voice. "Default settings have been restored. Please proceed through the vent ahead of you to Circus Baby's Auditorium."

I did as told, wondering why I wasn't instructed to shock Funtime Foxy but glad I didn't have to. It's only been four months since this place was opened and already it seems to be coming apart at the seams.

"Circus Baby had a busy day today," HandUnit said as I entered the room viewing Baby's stage. "Let's check the light and make sure she's in proper working order."

I pressed the button for the lights, but Baby still wasn't on stage.

"Oh, Circus Baby!" HandUnit practically cooed. "We aren't here to play hide and seek. Let's encourage Baby to come out of hiding with a controlled shock."

I hesitantly hit the button and looked away, waiting for the sound of something being electrocuted to fill the room, but instead the button seemed to burn out before anything could happen. When I opened my eyes again, nothing had changed.

"Let's try another controlled shock," HandUnit suggested.

I hit the button in curiosity, a part of me praying it wouldn't work. To my combined surprise and relief, the same thing happened and the button burned out.

"There seems to be a power malfunction that is affecting our ability to properly motivate Baby," HandUnit explained. "Please stand by while I reboot the system. I will be offline momentarily during this process. Various other systems may be offline as well, such as security doors, vent locks, and oxygen. Commencing system restart."

'Really?!' I wanted to yell as the power cut off with a high-pitched whine. 'You can't wait until I'm in a safer spot to do that?!'

After a moment of silence, the sound of something moving caught my attention before the female voice I heard in the vents spoke.

"Motion Trigger: Entryway Vent… Funtime Auditorium Maintenance Vent Opened... Ballora Gallery Maintenance Vent Opened."

I could hear more movement as the female voice ended, but then a girl's voice, much younger sounding than the one from the vents, began to speak.

"I don't recognize you. You are new. I remember this... scenario, however. It's a strange thing to want to do, to come here. I'm curious what events would lead a person to want to spend their nights in a place like this, willingly. Maybe curiosity? Maybe ignorance. There is a space under the desk. Someone before you crafted it into a hiding place, and it worked for him. I recommend that you hurry, though. You will be safe there. Just try not to make eye contact. It will be over soon. They will lose interest."

I was shocked to silence by the voice. This was unexpected. Who were "they" and why did I need to hide from whoever it was? Too stunned to do anything else, I obeyed her words and entered the space under the desk. There was a small door there with holes in it that I closed behind me, listening to the sounds of something crawling through the vents once it was fully shut.

I could hear my ragged breaths and pounding heart as they seemed to get closer. I closed my eyes and tried to even out my breathing, only for them to get caught in my throat and my eyes to open wide as a teasing, child-like voice spoke.

"Hello in there," it seemed to say in a sing-song tone, sending my nerves on end. I looked around before catching a baby blue eye peeking through one of the holes. I immediately looked away, remembering the advice given to me only moments ago.

There was a small pause before…

"Someone is inside," someone said, though I couldn't tell if it was the same voice or a different one. They sounded so similar.

"Is it the same person?" another voice asked. There were at least two of them, from what I could tell.

There was another pause before the sound of something metal being picked up filled the cramped space, followed by what I could only assume was chiseling. More silence followed after that.

"Knock, knock," one of the voices said before the sound of the door opening caught my attention.

I quickly grabbed the door and pulled it shut as hard as I could. Whatever they were, they were strong, and I had to fight to keep the door shut. They seemed to give up at one point, and I let out a relieved breath I didn't know I was holding, until I heard them speak again.

"We always find a way inside," one of them taunted before the door began being pulled open once more.

I managed to keep it closed enough that they couldn't get in, but I had no idea how long it would take before they'd give up. The door gave way in my favor once more, and I slid it closed.

"She's watching us," one of them whispered.

"We have to leave now."

Once again, I had no idea who was talking, but a chill ran up my spine as someone spoke once more.

"We'll see you again soon." There seemed to be glee laced in the voice before they dropped the metal object they held from before and left.

Not long after, the voice from before, who I could only assume was Baby, sounded once more.

"When your guide comes back online, he is going to tell you that he was unsuccessful. That you must restart the system manually. He will then tell you to crawl through Ballora Gallery as fast as you can to reach the breaker room. If you follow his instructions, you will die. Ballora will not return to her stage anymore. She will catch you. The power will be restored shortly. When you crawl through Ballora Gallery, go slowly. She cannot see you, and can only listen for your movement. When you hear her music become louder, she is growing near. Listening for you. Wait and be still."

Her voice cut out just before HandUnit's voice returned, leaving all my questions I wished to ask unanswered. What's going on here? How did she know that would happen?

"Thank you for your patience. It seems like the power system cannot be restarted automatically. You will need to restart the power system manually. Please return to the primary control module."

I was tentative to listen, still shaken from the events prior to now, but there was no other way out, was there. I sighed and exited the hiding space, entering the vents and heading to the room I first came into.

"You will now be required to crawl through the Ballora gallery using the vent to your left to reach the breaker room," HandUnit explained. "It is recommended that you stay low to the ground, and reach the other side as fast as possible, as to not disturb Ballora. I will deactivate myself momentarily, as to not create an auditory disturbance. Deactivating..."

I sighed and entered the now open vent, ignoring the female voice telling me what I already knew. I slowly made my way to the barely lit door on the other side of the room, wincing each time my footsteps were too loud for my liking. I could hear her music, and I stopped and held my breath each time she got near.

"It seems you are taking a long time," HandUnit suddenly blasted through the speakers of the room, nearly deafening me. "Please proceed as quickly and as quietly as possible."

'Are you kidding me?!' I silently raged. 'Are you serious?! You nearly gave me a heart attack and ignored your own advice! Jerk!'

Once I got back the air that was knocked out of my lungs from the shock of the loud sound, I hurried to the door, trying to be careful not to make too much noise. Right at the door, I heard her music right behind me and had to stop so she wouldn't catch me. In order to calm myself and keep from making any noise, I kept my eyes on the poster of a purple and white version of Freddy with a mini version of Bonbon for a right hand and the words "GET READY" hanging above them. Once Ballora's music died down, I made a break for the door, getting there just before she could get me.

The female voice from the vents sounded.

"Motion Trigger: Breaker Room."

"You may now interface with the breaker control box," HandUnit said. "Using the interface may disrupt nearby electronics. If you feel that you are in danger, feel free to disconnect the interface temporarily, until it is safe to reconnect."

I looked around, noticing the intimidating silhouette of the animatronic from the poster on the door, only illuminated by the sparks flying off of the wires around us. I tried out the "mascot response audio" given to me, not liking the results as I heard a laugh.

"Well, well, hello again," a higher male voice than HandUnit's spoke, and I turned to look at the animatronic to my right. Was it the bear who spoke? Or was it the bunny?

I turned to the screen of the interface and began restarting the systems for each room. I could hear movement, and I quickly dropped the screen and hit the audio, but not before hearing the male voice again and seeing the animatronics right in front of me.

"Come on out and say hi to our friend…"

Once I knew they were back in their spot and neither of them were moving, I went back to the screen and continued my task, but became alert when once again the voice sounded.

"I know you're out there somewhere!"

I jumped at that, hitting the audio feed on accident but glad I did.

The night kept going like that while the voice kept taunting me and the animatronic kept moving closer, only for me to send it back with the audio. Finally I was down to my last restart and finished it quickly. I didn't want to be there anymore.

"Great job," HandUnit said. "This completes your tasks for the night. Please proceed back through the Ballora gallery with care, and we'll see you back here tomorrow."

I slowly exited the room and made my way through Ballora's room. Halfway through, though, I heard a voice that I believe was Ballora's.

"Is someone there?"

My breath hitched and I froze, but I soon found the strength to continue on.

"I can hear someone creeping through my room," she continued.

I froze in place again, wanting to look at her and respond to her but at the same time wanting to get out of there. Something about this place didn't feel right. Almost as if something bad was in store for me if I didn't leave now.

"Perhaps not," she finished, and I made my way out of the room and out of the building.

I forgot to mention in the previous chapter that I edited the intro to accommodate for it because I forgot I made it so that three years had passed since my FNAF 2 series, so Fritz would be 13 now.