p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strongFive Nights at Team Crafted's/strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emChapter One:/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emThe First Night/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em-...-/embr /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler found his office pretty fast. He wanted to get out of the darkness of the open theme park, and into the safety of the small, metal office. The office was located inside Sky Hub, one the eight main parts of the park. His office was smack dab in the middle of the area themed after the Team Crafted character SkyDoesMinecraft, also known as SkythekidRS. Or just Sky./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The door to the office was big and metal, and to enter the room you needed to have your hand scanned. The touch screen beside the door turned green when Tyler let it scan his hand, and the door opened. Tyler walked in and found the small room. On one side was a desk with a fan, telephone, pads of paperwork and tools. On the other side was a bunch of security cameras. Some were damaged, but most were doing fine./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler threw his bag to the side of the desk and sat down in the big, black leather chair. He let out a deep sigh, letting the knowledge that he was actually at his first real job ever right then and there sink in. And that for the next 6 hours, he was alone with responsibility. He sat back up and reached into his bag for his water bottle, opening it and taking a huge gulp from it. He set it on the desk, only then noticing the flashing green light on the telephone./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Oh right, a message left for him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler hesitated, but then pressed the button for the message to play. There was a long pause as the message began, and Tyler looked up at the clock on the wall, watching the second hand move oh so slowly. Then the message began, and Tyler listened, probably not as carefully as he should./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em"Um, Hello there! Goodnight! Wow, that sounds weird as an , my name is Bashur! I used to work where you sit now, but i left. Before i left, the boss asked me to record a message with some advice for you! So here I am! Let's get this party started!/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emTo start, you've probably already started your shift. I know this recording might be a bit long, so go ahead and check those cameras every now and then while i talk. It's honestly the best advice i can ever give you. This might sound odd, but those cameras will help you more then you'd like to believe. I don't think the boss would tell you, but some things in this park like to...well, move around, i guess? Those animatronics have minds of their own at night, you see./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emYou're probably a bit confused. I was too my first night. Since the boss won't tell you, i guess I will. The park only had a limited amount of power it can use daily, which means every 24 hours, the power stock is replenished. Since so much power is used during the day, only a certain amount is left at night. There is an indicator on the cameras that tell how much power you have left. At 12 AM, it'll say 100%, but will decrease as time goes on. Making sure nothing was left on in any of the areas is a good idea. If that ever happens, you'd need to leave the office to manually shut it off. Turning off cameras is also a good way to save power. The metal door to your right uses power when closed due to a tacky security system./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emNow that you know how to save power, you should know why. If the power ever goes out, you're screwed. Not meaning the boss will fire you, oh no. Those animatronics, well, like when all the power is gone. They get off on being surrounded by complete darkness. And they will come for you. Sky is the closest one to you, but he's also the least harmful. He is the...er... more friendly one, In a way./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emSo keep you eye on power levels. If any of the robos get interested in you, slam the button by the door to close it. They'll leave soon after. Save power, keep away from the robos, and kick ass./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emLastly, if you have any questions, I can help. My number is in the paper work, but the boss also has it. Good luck! "/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The phone call cut. Tyler did not like that message at all. He turned around in the chair to see the metal door was open and the Erie darkness from the hallway made Tyler's heart pound. Bashur sounded so serious! Was this a joke? Tyler started second guessing his decisions. Sadly, there was no turning back now. He moved around quietly, positioning himself so that he couldn't be seen from the hallway, and yet he could be able to see partly down it. He pulled a screen down that had many main cameras, as well as a few other screens and buttons./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler flipped switches to turn off and on cameras, saving power. He focused on the cameras the were pointed directly at the eight animatronics. At the moment, they were all where they should be. Tyler almost decided then and there it was all a big scare, what Bashur said. Sky was placed in the cafeteria, Ty was at the entrance of the the fun house, TrueMU was at the beginning of his roller coaster, and Husky was on a platform near the motionless pools./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mitch was on a small stage in the arcade room, Jerome was standing by the "please take off your shoes to play" sign by the playground, and Ssundee was inside a large tent with tables of arts and crafts. Lastly, Seto was in the back of a stage at the end of his ride, hidden by blankets and a sign taped to him saying "Out of Order". had said before that, though the ride was still operating, the animatronic's audio was in need of fixing. So everyone was in their place./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""This is a load of bull crap." Tyler let out a sigh of relief. "For doing nothing but hanging out and starring at cameras, this can hardly be called a job. $100 a night. Mr. Aviator doesn't look like a smart man, but hey. Heaven smiled upon me."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The night wore on, and the clock eventually went from 12 AM to 1 AM, then to 2 AM. It was 2:36 when Tyler was just about to fall asleep, he was so bored. His water bottle was almost empty, his snacks were gone, the power level was 83%, and absolutely nothing was happening. Tyler spent more time scrolling through his phone, which wasn't very fun since he didn't have the WiFi password, then checking the security cameras./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emCrash~!/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Suddenly the sound of things like metal and glass hitting the floor was heard from down the hallway, distantly, probably at the gift shop. Tyler nearly jumped out of his seat. His mind ran quick as he scrambled to the cameras. He was thinking about how a stray dog or cat could have gotten in, or maybe someone was robbing the gift shop. When Tyler got to the gift shop camera, all he saw a shadow. It was tall, so it wasn't a stray./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Seriously!?" Tyler grumbled. "My first night and some jackass decides to rob this dumb old place!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Shoving his phone into his pocket, Tyler grabbed his flashlight and stun gun, placing the stun gun into his pocket turned off. He left the office, heading down the dark hallway, using the light to guide him. He got to the gift shop, turning the corner and walking into the shop through the front glass doors./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hey asshole. This is my first night!" Tyler hissed, but then stopped dead in his tracks./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The flash light shined a light on what was not a human, but an animatronic. And not just any animatronic, but SkyDoesMinecraft the animatronic. It was partly behind the counter of the store, turned, as if it were looking around for something on the ground. When Tyler found it, it looked up at him, it's glowing eyes with small, yellow pupils starring back. The thing didn't move much as they played a staring contest. That was, until Tyler stepped back. Sky's gear shifted, and he stood straight up./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Y-y-you can h-have w-w-whatever you like!" Tyler began to shake. "I-I-I mean, this is SkyHub. It's a-a-all your's!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Sky shifted a bit more, seeming to tilt it's head in confusion. But this movement made Tyler almost shatter. Tyler sprinted out of the shop and back down the hallway, screaming. By the time he was back in the office, he had slammed the button on the door so hard it was honestly probably broken. The door slammed shut and Tyler sat down on the floor, his back against the wall opposite of the door. He wasn't even sure if Sky had followed him. That was fucking terrifying./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shivered, the flash light on the floor and the stun gun down in his hands. His grip on it was tight. Hell, he wasn't going to let it go./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!?" Tyler whispered over and over again./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"When he calmed down a little bit, he stood back up and looked at the cameras. The stupid robot was just down the hallway, however not really moving at all. It faced the office, but that was all. Tyler looked back at the door to see it was still closed. His power level was 71%. It was 2:55 AM. When he scrolled through more cameras, it seemed that all the others had moved. Tyler couldn't believe it. Bashur was right./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"While Sky was just down the hallway, Ty was now in SkyHub's cafeteria, which honestly wasn't that far from the fun house. Mitch was exiting his arcade, Jerome was actually on the play ground, and Ssundee was way outside his arts and crafts tent. While TrueMU was still within his area, Husky was walking around the center of the park. And poor ol' Seto. Why, he was still under the blankets. Though the Out of Order sign had fallen to the ground. Was it a weak piece of tape, or did Seto move?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Fuck this, man." Tyler pushed the cameras to the side and drank the last of his water, throwing the bottle into the trash bin under the desk. "God, this is so fucked up! What the hell!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head and laid back in the leather chair, taking deep breaths to farther clam himself down. After a few minutes, he was able to let the stun gun go, now laying on the desk. It felt even better when he saw that Sky at returned to the gift shop. Sky was, as Bashur claimed, the more friendly one. So it goes./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler, noticing the power dropping to 60%, finally got the courage to open the door. It was taking power faster then he pleased. The time was now 3:07 AM. He had three more hours, give or take. He still had over half the amount of power. He was good. So he thought./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler kept checking the hallway every few moments for a long time. He was paranoid. Okay, so the stupid robots actually did have minds of their own. Would have been nice to know that. He was scared, but now very very pissed. Knowing these things were alive and running around, and by the sound of it, seemed to be deadly. Mr. Aviator acted so friendly. Did he know about this!? He was the boss after all. Tyler replayed Bashur's message again. He listened to it better this time./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Time went on and it became 5:32 AM. The power was 35%. Hours had passed and nothing huge happened. Sky never bothered to come back, and all the other animatronics were playing about. Living life, it seemed. Tyler only had half an hour left until Mr. Aviator said he'd be back. Half an hour.../p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler, at the moment, had his head laying down on the cold desk, looking at the cameras that were somewhat sideways to him. He yawned, watching Jerome and Mitch walk around Husky's pools, while Husky sat in the middle of Ssundee's arts and crafts tent. TrueMU was inside the fun house while Ssundee was within the tunnels of Seto's ride. Seto had moved around a bit. He hadn't left the room, but now the blanket was off of him. Tyler felt a shiver as he noticed Seto was starring up at the camera./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And Sky is outside the gift shop, turned towards the cafeteria..." Tyler muttered, his eyes lazily scanning the screens. "And Deadlox..."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"God, where was Deadlox? Tyler flipped on and off cameras and double checked some, knowing shadows might be hard to notice in the dark of the night. He began to have a heart attack as he couldn't find Deadlox. he then flipped on the switch to the camera right outside the office, which he had forgotten about since he could see straight out the door./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"There he fucking was./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler squeaked like a girl, grabbing his flashlight and pointing it out onto the hallway before turning it on. Just out of the corner of the doorway, Tyler could see Deadlox. Deadlox was coming. Tyler jumped out of his chair, nearly falling to the ground, and slammed the button. The door closed quickly, and Tyler was safe./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""E-Error. E-e-e-e-e-error. P-Please leave a-a-a-a- l-l-l leave a-a-a L-Like, C-c-comment, l-like, c-c-c-co-co-comment, b-b-ba-ba-banana."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Deadlox stayed right outside the door for ages, it's audio made distant due to the thick metal door. The door soaked the power away as time grew closer to freedom. Tyler became nervous as the power dropped to 10% and it was only 5:50. The last ten minutes of his shift were the longest of all. Deadlox didn't move, and it seemed Sky had finally taken interest on what was going on down the hall. The others, however, minded their own goddamn business, thank god./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Five more minutes. Then I can leave. Then I can leave. Oohh then I can leave!" Tyler said, watching the clock and the power level. It was at 8%./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Deadlox and Sky finally had moved away from the door, but it was only 2 minutes away from the end of Tyler's shift. Sky was back in the cafeteria and Ty was god knows were, but away from here. Tyler saw that he only had one more minute, but hell, he wasn't staying just for 60 seconds. He shoved all his things into his messenger bag and closed up shop in the office. By the time he was done, he was high tailing it out of that hell hole. He was thirsty and hungry and tired. The sun was just lighting up everything. There was no sign of any stupid robots./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler, my boy!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"When Tyler got to the front gate, it seemed like Mr. Aviator was just walking in. On time./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You look like you're in a rush!" Mr. Aviator said, stopping Tyler./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Fuck you! Okay!" Tyler hissed, stepping back from the man. "Who the hell gives a teenager a job that involves scary ass robots that actually do fucking walk around and do shit! I mean, Sky fucking robbed the gift shop and broke shit! And They seem to like to hang out with each other! Hell, Deadlox fucking appeared at the office door saying weird ass shit for like the last 20 minutes of the shift!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator frowned. He placed his hand on Tyler's shoulder, but was slapped away./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""NO! NO!" Tyler screamed. "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE! Bashur claims these things are deadly, and with what I saw tonight, i'm gonna fucking take his word for it! I could have died! $100 a night ain't worth shit if I constantly haft to risk my life to make sure the damn power dosn't go out! You know I have a family and friends and a girlfriend outside of this stupid job! I have a life! It's not a big important life, but it's still a life!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator finally stepped in./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You can leave if you'd like." He said, but Tyler cut him off./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""FUCK YEAH! Don't you dare count on me coming back! I am not going to deal with the paranoia and anxiety and terror that I went through this night for 5 nights a goddamn week! You can keep your $500 dollars! Use it to fix that broken piece of shit hiding under a blanket too scared to leave his own room!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler." Mr. Aviator tried to stop him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What!?" Tyler gave his boss daggers. He was so pissed off./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler. You can leave. Never come back. You can walk away and forget this whole thing ever happened. You're a teen who can, honestly, work without that $100 a night job. You can go search for another job. One your friends might work at. One you might have better hours with. One you might actually enjoy doing for the time needed."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""A-" Tyler began, but Mr. Aviator stopped him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But that means that i'll need Bashur to come back in for Tuesday night. And Wednesday night. And Thursday night. All until I can find him a replacement. God knows how long it'll take. And you might be wondering, Bashur had this job before. He's worked it long enough to know a few tricks. And you're right. Bashur had this job for 3 months. That was until last week, he was bit in the head by Jerome. He's in the hospital now. He's obviously okay, since I got him to record that message for you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler stared up at the man./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But Bashur and those robots. Oh, how those Robots are sick and tired of Bashur. They've tired to kill him many, many times. He even wrote down the time and date of each attack. As time went on, they became more frequent. They don't like him at all, you see. Oh, but you. You're younger, faster, and far more curious. You're new to them. And they are curious about you. Deadlox seemed to be the most interested. He wanted to know what you looked like."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Why are you turning this shit against me!?" Tyler barked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Those animatronics arn't just monsters, Tyler! And They need you! I need you! Bashur needs you!" Mr. Aviator replied./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head. "Why? Why can't they just roam around at night? Do they ever try to leave? If nobody was there, they would walk around without a care in the world and with no power being used, the power would not be at risk!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator sighed./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They need to be watched after because they're babies. One will try to swim in Husky's pool while the other will climb up the side of TrueMU's coaster and fall off. They are not smart. They're dumb. And why do you need to watch them? So they don't suddenly become smart. What if they did know how to climb the fence of the park? If nobody is there to see, nobody can call the cops. The robots would escape into the world, killing whatever they might find."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler gave up. "Why do they want to kill?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator shook his head. "If you arn't coming back, why do you care?"br /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler paused. He looked at the gate that was just behind Aviator. He thought for a bit. He looked down at his light blue security guard uniform and messenger bag. He frowned./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Because I just might, you fucker." Tyler hissed, finally walking past the gate. He stopped when he got to the gate, turning around. Mr. Aviator looked surprised./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh!" Tyler said, fishing the gate key out of his bag. "You might want this!"br /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler through the key and Aviator caught it. Tyler then turned around, opening the gate and beginning to leave./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""THANK YOU!" Mr. Aviator yelled to Tyler. Tyler didn't look back, but he momentarily raised his arm up to show Aviator that he was heard./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"And with that, Tyler got to his car and sat in it, taking the car key from his bag and holding it. He noticed his arm was shaking. He then stopped. He laid back in his seat. He stared up at the car ceiling. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Why did I say that?" He asked himself. "Why the hell would I even consider coming back?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The time was 6:10. The power was 100%. And Tyler had completed the first night. But, this wasn't over yet. He still has four more nights to go./p
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p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emChapter One:/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emThe First Night/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em-...-/embr /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler found his office pretty fast. He wanted to get out of the darkness of the open theme park, and into the safety of the small, metal office. The office was located inside Sky Hub, one the eight main parts of the park. His office was smack dab in the middle of the area themed after the Team Crafted character SkyDoesMinecraft, also known as SkythekidRS. Or just Sky./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The door to the office was big and metal, and to enter the room you needed to have your hand scanned. The touch screen beside the door turned green when Tyler let it scan his hand, and the door opened. Tyler walked in and found the small room. On one side was a desk with a fan, telephone, pads of paperwork and tools. On the other side was a bunch of security cameras. Some were damaged, but most were doing fine./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler threw his bag to the side of the desk and sat down in the big, black leather chair. He let out a deep sigh, letting the knowledge that he was actually at his first real job ever right then and there sink in. And that for the next 6 hours, he was alone with responsibility. He sat back up and reached into his bag for his water bottle, opening it and taking a huge gulp from it. He set it on the desk, only then noticing the flashing green light on the telephone./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Oh right, a message left for him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler hesitated, but then pressed the button for the message to play. There was a long pause as the message began, and Tyler looked up at the clock on the wall, watching the second hand move oh so slowly. Then the message began, and Tyler listened, probably not as carefully as he should./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em"Um, Hello there! Goodnight! Wow, that sounds weird as an , my name is Bashur! I used to work where you sit now, but i left. Before i left, the boss asked me to record a message with some advice for you! So here I am! Let's get this party started!/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emTo start, you've probably already started your shift. I know this recording might be a bit long, so go ahead and check those cameras every now and then while i talk. It's honestly the best advice i can ever give you. This might sound odd, but those cameras will help you more then you'd like to believe. I don't think the boss would tell you, but some things in this park like to...well, move around, i guess? Those animatronics have minds of their own at night, you see./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emYou're probably a bit confused. I was too my first night. Since the boss won't tell you, i guess I will. The park only had a limited amount of power it can use daily, which means every 24 hours, the power stock is replenished. Since so much power is used during the day, only a certain amount is left at night. There is an indicator on the cameras that tell how much power you have left. At 12 AM, it'll say 100%, but will decrease as time goes on. Making sure nothing was left on in any of the areas is a good idea. If that ever happens, you'd need to leave the office to manually shut it off. Turning off cameras is also a good way to save power. The metal door to your right uses power when closed due to a tacky security system./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emNow that you know how to save power, you should know why. If the power ever goes out, you're screwed. Not meaning the boss will fire you, oh no. Those animatronics, well, like when all the power is gone. They get off on being surrounded by complete darkness. And they will come for you. Sky is the closest one to you, but he's also the least harmful. He is the...er... more friendly one, In a way./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emSo keep you eye on power levels. If any of the robos get interested in you, slam the button by the door to close it. They'll leave soon after. Save power, keep away from the robos, and kick ass./em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emLastly, if you have any questions, I can help. My number is in the paper work, but the boss also has it. Good luck! "/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The phone call cut. Tyler did not like that message at all. He turned around in the chair to see the metal door was open and the Erie darkness from the hallway made Tyler's heart pound. Bashur sounded so serious! Was this a joke? Tyler started second guessing his decisions. Sadly, there was no turning back now. He moved around quietly, positioning himself so that he couldn't be seen from the hallway, and yet he could be able to see partly down it. He pulled a screen down that had many main cameras, as well as a few other screens and buttons./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler flipped switches to turn off and on cameras, saving power. He focused on the cameras the were pointed directly at the eight animatronics. At the moment, they were all where they should be. Tyler almost decided then and there it was all a big scare, what Bashur said. Sky was placed in the cafeteria, Ty was at the entrance of the the fun house, TrueMU was at the beginning of his roller coaster, and Husky was on a platform near the motionless pools./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mitch was on a small stage in the arcade room, Jerome was standing by the "please take off your shoes to play" sign by the playground, and Ssundee was inside a large tent with tables of arts and crafts. Lastly, Seto was in the back of a stage at the end of his ride, hidden by blankets and a sign taped to him saying "Out of Order". had said before that, though the ride was still operating, the animatronic's audio was in need of fixing. So everyone was in their place./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""This is a load of bull crap." Tyler let out a sigh of relief. "For doing nothing but hanging out and starring at cameras, this can hardly be called a job. $100 a night. Mr. Aviator doesn't look like a smart man, but hey. Heaven smiled upon me."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The night wore on, and the clock eventually went from 12 AM to 1 AM, then to 2 AM. It was 2:36 when Tyler was just about to fall asleep, he was so bored. His water bottle was almost empty, his snacks were gone, the power level was 83%, and absolutely nothing was happening. Tyler spent more time scrolling through his phone, which wasn't very fun since he didn't have the WiFi password, then checking the security cameras./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emCrash~!/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Suddenly the sound of things like metal and glass hitting the floor was heard from down the hallway, distantly, probably at the gift shop. Tyler nearly jumped out of his seat. His mind ran quick as he scrambled to the cameras. He was thinking about how a stray dog or cat could have gotten in, or maybe someone was robbing the gift shop. When Tyler got to the gift shop camera, all he saw a shadow. It was tall, so it wasn't a stray./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Seriously!?" Tyler grumbled. "My first night and some jackass decides to rob this dumb old place!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Shoving his phone into his pocket, Tyler grabbed his flashlight and stun gun, placing the stun gun into his pocket turned off. He left the office, heading down the dark hallway, using the light to guide him. He got to the gift shop, turning the corner and walking into the shop through the front glass doors./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hey asshole. This is my first night!" Tyler hissed, but then stopped dead in his tracks./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The flash light shined a light on what was not a human, but an animatronic. And not just any animatronic, but SkyDoesMinecraft the animatronic. It was partly behind the counter of the store, turned, as if it were looking around for something on the ground. When Tyler found it, it looked up at him, it's glowing eyes with small, yellow pupils starring back. The thing didn't move much as they played a staring contest. That was, until Tyler stepped back. Sky's gear shifted, and he stood straight up./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Y-y-you can h-have w-w-whatever you like!" Tyler began to shake. "I-I-I mean, this is SkyHub. It's a-a-all your's!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Sky shifted a bit more, seeming to tilt it's head in confusion. But this movement made Tyler almost shatter. Tyler sprinted out of the shop and back down the hallway, screaming. By the time he was back in the office, he had slammed the button on the door so hard it was honestly probably broken. The door slammed shut and Tyler sat down on the floor, his back against the wall opposite of the door. He wasn't even sure if Sky had followed him. That was fucking terrifying./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shivered, the flash light on the floor and the stun gun down in his hands. His grip on it was tight. Hell, he wasn't going to let it go./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!? What the fuck was that!?" Tyler whispered over and over again./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"When he calmed down a little bit, he stood back up and looked at the cameras. The stupid robot was just down the hallway, however not really moving at all. It faced the office, but that was all. Tyler looked back at the door to see it was still closed. His power level was 71%. It was 2:55 AM. When he scrolled through more cameras, it seemed that all the others had moved. Tyler couldn't believe it. Bashur was right./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"While Sky was just down the hallway, Ty was now in SkyHub's cafeteria, which honestly wasn't that far from the fun house. Mitch was exiting his arcade, Jerome was actually on the play ground, and Ssundee was way outside his arts and crafts tent. While TrueMU was still within his area, Husky was walking around the center of the park. And poor ol' Seto. Why, he was still under the blankets. Though the Out of Order sign had fallen to the ground. Was it a weak piece of tape, or did Seto move?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Fuck this, man." Tyler pushed the cameras to the side and drank the last of his water, throwing the bottle into the trash bin under the desk. "God, this is so fucked up! What the hell!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head and laid back in the leather chair, taking deep breaths to farther clam himself down. After a few minutes, he was able to let the stun gun go, now laying on the desk. It felt even better when he saw that Sky at returned to the gift shop. Sky was, as Bashur claimed, the more friendly one. So it goes./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler, noticing the power dropping to 60%, finally got the courage to open the door. It was taking power faster then he pleased. The time was now 3:07 AM. He had three more hours, give or take. He still had over half the amount of power. He was good. So he thought./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler kept checking the hallway every few moments for a long time. He was paranoid. Okay, so the stupid robots actually did have minds of their own. Would have been nice to know that. He was scared, but now very very pissed. Knowing these things were alive and running around, and by the sound of it, seemed to be deadly. Mr. Aviator acted so friendly. Did he know about this!? He was the boss after all. Tyler replayed Bashur's message again. He listened to it better this time./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Time went on and it became 5:32 AM. The power was 35%. Hours had passed and nothing huge happened. Sky never bothered to come back, and all the other animatronics were playing about. Living life, it seemed. Tyler only had half an hour left until Mr. Aviator said he'd be back. Half an hour.../p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler, at the moment, had his head laying down on the cold desk, looking at the cameras that were somewhat sideways to him. He yawned, watching Jerome and Mitch walk around Husky's pools, while Husky sat in the middle of Ssundee's arts and crafts tent. TrueMU was inside the fun house while Ssundee was within the tunnels of Seto's ride. Seto had moved around a bit. He hadn't left the room, but now the blanket was off of him. Tyler felt a shiver as he noticed Seto was starring up at the camera./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And Sky is outside the gift shop, turned towards the cafeteria..." Tyler muttered, his eyes lazily scanning the screens. "And Deadlox..."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"God, where was Deadlox? Tyler flipped on and off cameras and double checked some, knowing shadows might be hard to notice in the dark of the night. He began to have a heart attack as he couldn't find Deadlox. he then flipped on the switch to the camera right outside the office, which he had forgotten about since he could see straight out the door./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"There he fucking was./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler squeaked like a girl, grabbing his flashlight and pointing it out onto the hallway before turning it on. Just out of the corner of the doorway, Tyler could see Deadlox. Deadlox was coming. Tyler jumped out of his chair, nearly falling to the ground, and slammed the button. The door closed quickly, and Tyler was safe./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""E-Error. E-e-e-e-e-error. P-Please leave a-a-a-a- l-l-l leave a-a-a L-Like, C-c-comment, l-like, c-c-c-co-co-comment, b-b-ba-ba-banana."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Deadlox stayed right outside the door for ages, it's audio made distant due to the thick metal door. The door soaked the power away as time grew closer to freedom. Tyler became nervous as the power dropped to 10% and it was only 5:50. The last ten minutes of his shift were the longest of all. Deadlox didn't move, and it seemed Sky had finally taken interest on what was going on down the hall. The others, however, minded their own goddamn business, thank god./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Five more minutes. Then I can leave. Then I can leave. Oohh then I can leave!" Tyler said, watching the clock and the power level. It was at 8%./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Deadlox and Sky finally had moved away from the door, but it was only 2 minutes away from the end of Tyler's shift. Sky was back in the cafeteria and Ty was god knows were, but away from here. Tyler saw that he only had one more minute, but hell, he wasn't staying just for 60 seconds. He shoved all his things into his messenger bag and closed up shop in the office. By the time he was done, he was high tailing it out of that hell hole. He was thirsty and hungry and tired. The sun was just lighting up everything. There was no sign of any stupid robots./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler, my boy!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"When Tyler got to the front gate, it seemed like Mr. Aviator was just walking in. On time./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You look like you're in a rush!" Mr. Aviator said, stopping Tyler./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Fuck you! Okay!" Tyler hissed, stepping back from the man. "Who the hell gives a teenager a job that involves scary ass robots that actually do fucking walk around and do shit! I mean, Sky fucking robbed the gift shop and broke shit! And They seem to like to hang out with each other! Hell, Deadlox fucking appeared at the office door saying weird ass shit for like the last 20 minutes of the shift!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator frowned. He placed his hand on Tyler's shoulder, but was slapped away./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""NO! NO!" Tyler screamed. "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE! Bashur claims these things are deadly, and with what I saw tonight, i'm gonna fucking take his word for it! I could have died! $100 a night ain't worth shit if I constantly haft to risk my life to make sure the damn power dosn't go out! You know I have a family and friends and a girlfriend outside of this stupid job! I have a life! It's not a big important life, but it's still a life!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator finally stepped in./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You can leave if you'd like." He said, but Tyler cut him off./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""FUCK YEAH! Don't you dare count on me coming back! I am not going to deal with the paranoia and anxiety and terror that I went through this night for 5 nights a goddamn week! You can keep your $500 dollars! Use it to fix that broken piece of shit hiding under a blanket too scared to leave his own room!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler." Mr. Aviator tried to stop him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What!?" Tyler gave his boss daggers. He was so pissed off./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler. You can leave. Never come back. You can walk away and forget this whole thing ever happened. You're a teen who can, honestly, work without that $100 a night job. You can go search for another job. One your friends might work at. One you might have better hours with. One you might actually enjoy doing for the time needed."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""A-" Tyler began, but Mr. Aviator stopped him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But that means that i'll need Bashur to come back in for Tuesday night. And Wednesday night. And Thursday night. All until I can find him a replacement. God knows how long it'll take. And you might be wondering, Bashur had this job before. He's worked it long enough to know a few tricks. And you're right. Bashur had this job for 3 months. That was until last week, he was bit in the head by Jerome. He's in the hospital now. He's obviously okay, since I got him to record that message for you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler stared up at the man./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But Bashur and those robots. Oh, how those Robots are sick and tired of Bashur. They've tired to kill him many, many times. He even wrote down the time and date of each attack. As time went on, they became more frequent. They don't like him at all, you see. Oh, but you. You're younger, faster, and far more curious. You're new to them. And they are curious about you. Deadlox seemed to be the most interested. He wanted to know what you looked like."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Why are you turning this shit against me!?" Tyler barked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Those animatronics arn't just monsters, Tyler! And They need you! I need you! Bashur needs you!" Mr. Aviator replied./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head. "Why? Why can't they just roam around at night? Do they ever try to leave? If nobody was there, they would walk around without a care in the world and with no power being used, the power would not be at risk!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator sighed./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They need to be watched after because they're babies. One will try to swim in Husky's pool while the other will climb up the side of TrueMU's coaster and fall off. They are not smart. They're dumb. And why do you need to watch them? So they don't suddenly become smart. What if they did know how to climb the fence of the park? If nobody is there to see, nobody can call the cops. The robots would escape into the world, killing whatever they might find."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler gave up. "Why do they want to kill?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator shook his head. "If you arn't coming back, why do you care?"br /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler paused. He looked at the gate that was just behind Aviator. He thought for a bit. He looked down at his light blue security guard uniform and messenger bag. He frowned./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Because I just might, you fucker." Tyler hissed, finally walking past the gate. He stopped when he got to the gate, turning around. Mr. Aviator looked surprised./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh!" Tyler said, fishing the gate key out of his bag. "You might want this!"br /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler through the key and Aviator caught it. Tyler then turned around, opening the gate and beginning to leave./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""THANK YOU!" Mr. Aviator yelled to Tyler. Tyler didn't look back, but he momentarily raised his arm up to show Aviator that he was heard./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"And with that, Tyler got to his car and sat in it, taking the car key from his bag and holding it. He noticed his arm was shaking. He then stopped. He laid back in his seat. He stared up at the car ceiling. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Why did I say that?" He asked himself. "Why the hell would I even consider coming back?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The time was 6:10. The power was 100%. And Tyler had completed the first night. But, this wasn't over yet. He still has four more nights to go./p
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