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 Five/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em The Third Night/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em-...-/em/p
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p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler yawned, one hand on the strap of his bag, the other hanging by his side. Aviator had let him in, and left, like normal. He walked down to SkyHub, about to step into the hallway. He stopped when he saw a figure down at the end of the hallway, looking into the office. It was Husky./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I just got here!" Tyler sighed loudly. Husky's head turned to stare at Tyler, whom felt a shiver shake his body. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler watched as Husky's mouth opened a bit, his eyes blinking. They glowed in that dark hallway. It was all too creepy. Tyler stepped back when Husky started to step down the hallway./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Goddammit!" Tyler hissed, looking around for a second to see Husky still slowly making his way towards him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler began to walk off, thinking of a place to hide. He reached into his bag to pull out the stun gun, then tried to pull out the flash light, but then heard the metal foot steps getting louder from behind. Where they getting faster!? Tyler, gripping the stun gun, turned around to see Husky walking faster then before, towards him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Shit!" Tyler yelled, fear taking over him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler began to run, a destination not really set in mind. His eyes darted around, looking for a path. He could still hear Husky, though he was sure he was out running the metal beast. Running a straight path, he found himself running towards Husky's pools. Then an idea popped into his mind. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They're robots!" Tyler said, his breath hot from the exercise. "Water harms them!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Now Tyler wasn't completely sure if this was true, and who would believe anything at this point in the game, but he took the chance anyway. Husky was still on his tale and blindly running would lead him to a dead end. Tyler ran past the opened fence into Husky's pool area, taking the bag off from around his chest and throwing it to the ground, his stun gun as well. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""GERONIMO!" Tyler screamed, jumping into the pool, breathing in and holding his breath the moment before going under. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The next few moments, all Tyler could hear was his heart beating. His eyes were squeezed shut and the water was cooling his sweating body. However, as the seconds ticked by, his breath was slowly slipping, and his body was getting a bit too cold. Yet he stayed under the longest he possibly could. His lungs felt pain and his body begged for oxygen. He had stayed under longer then he ever thought he could, yet that was still under 15 seconds. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" He pushed himself up, his mouth opening for air only seconds before he broke the surface. When get got back up, he was coughing all while breathing in and out, reuniting with the air. Once he felt that he could swim again, he swam back over to the ledge of the pool, pulling himself out of the water. Husky was gone, and no other animatronic was in sight, but now his uniform was drenched and he was freezing. The air felt like ice and he needed to feel warm again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Towels were kept in a bin just a few yards away from the pool, against the fence. Tyler walked over to get one, opening it up and putting it around himself like a blanket. sneezing, he then went back over to where he dropped his bag and stun gun and picked those up. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler walked back to SkyHub, glancing around with the worst paranoia ever. He pulled the phone out of his bag to check the time while he went on, seeing it was 12:09 PM. Shoving back into the bag instead of his wet pocket, he made it to the hallway, now clear, and back to the office. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Once in the office, Tyler placed his bag on the desk and got into the chair, snuggling up in the towel, warming up ever so slowly. He pulled out the cameras and went through them, locating all of the animatronics and turning off the unuseful ones. Everything else was in check, and his power was only at 97%./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler yawned. He was still unaccustomed to this switch in sleep time, and the security camera screen was the brightest thing in the room. The other lights, such as the lamp, had been turned off, but a small light was still on in the hallway, dull enough to waste hardly any power, yet bright enough for Tyler to tell if something could block it off. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" A small fan made a hypnotizing noise as Tyler watched Sky and Ty stand outside the fun out. Mitch was inside Jason's park and Jason and Husky were now by the entrance of Seto's ride. Seto was inside his building, Ssundee was by Husky's pool, and Jerome was by the front gate. None were paying attention to Tyler. Not now that was. Tyler slowly felt the cold leave him, yet the dampness of his clothes remained. His fright had warn off for now. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"-...-/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That was amazing!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Did you see that quick thinking?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Amazing!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah but he's still got hours to go!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What about last night! When he survived an attack!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I was almost sure he was going to die!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank god those idiots inside don't know any combat skills!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He didn't either but he lived!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's right, you can't judge a book by it's cover!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Voices. So many voices. The same voices from before too. From the last night. And Tyler heard them perfectly clear. But how? And why?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But you all still have so much faith in him!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! Do you truly believe he can save us?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""We have no other hope!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""All we have is despair!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Despair!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! Despair!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh calm down you guys! You're quick to jump to conclusions!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But Seto! Don't you want to be free?! For all to be right again!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Can it, Sky."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""No No, i do want to be free, whom does not? But i don't really think it'll ever happen." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And what makes you think this boy can save us, Ty?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Uh...Well. Shut up!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Can't even answer the question!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" There were eight different voices, and it had become clear to Tyler that they had names. Familiar names and familiar voices. Where they the characters from Team Crafted? Where they the Animatronics? They didn't sound robotic and glitchy, but then they also sounded distant and ghostly, as if a company added creepy effects to their audio to add to the horror. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway, What i'm trying to say is that i want him to prove himself."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I will let fate decide."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You mean you'll let us decide?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You speak too much."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He'll die anyway."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! I mean he's only been here a few days! Why didn't we confront the last guy!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome had to bite his head off!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I didn't do shit!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Besides, I didn't think he had the guts."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He stayed for 3 months! Can you remember an employee whom has delt with the park's crap for 3 whole months!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Do you think this new boy can?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I think not"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""correct."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Correct? That was a question that dose not have a correct answer! It's open ended!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Look whose a teacher now!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You are all fighting over nothing."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They think this boy has no chance! Honestly if they kill him i wouldn't be surprised!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hey! We all want him to live! But the chances are slim and it's more logical he won't last very long!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Every employee slips up at one point. He's been on the edge of slipping up many times."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""We can't control what happens, but we can sit back and watch. Alright?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You want us to stop bickering, i get it."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Please?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"There was a sigh./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""For now. But your opinions are all wrong."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Opinions cannot be wrong, just unequal."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Whatever."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" By now the conversation was dying and Tyler was twitching. He couldn't see them at all. Then he felt a shiver go down his spine. As if a dream, it felt like all eyes were on him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He hears us."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He does."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He must awake."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He must live."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""AWAKE!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" A scream unlike any other was heard and Tyler felt his whole body shake. His eyes opened, his head now pounding. It hurt like hell. He looked around to find he had fallen asleep, the time being 3:16 AM. The power was 76%. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""C-CH-CH-CHOP CH-CHOP CH-CHOP CH-CHOP"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler froze when he heard the glitchy voice of Jerome, whom was standing right outside his door. Tyler gasped, getting out of the chair and slamming down on the door button, memories of Ty grabbing his arm from last night haunting his head./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""N-No P-P-plz, I F-f-fan!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The door went down and Tyler was safe again, yet Jerome still spoke. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I-I-I'm a-a man o-of the b-b-ba-bac!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler sighed and went back to his chair, sitting down and pulling up the camera screen again. Jerome stopped talking, and when Tyler pulled up to the camera by his office door, Jerome was gone. In fact, within half a minute, Jerome had left the hallway completely. Tyler still waited a few seconds before opening the door again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Jerome was in fact gone and all was silent again. Tyler continued to keep eye on the animatronics. He made sure he didn't fall back asleep anymore, knowing that was a dangerous move. And the dream he had, with the voices, he had almost completely forgotten about. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler had abandoned the towel around 4:21 AM, letting it fall onto the floor. His clothes were still uncomfortable, and the cameras boring, but he had to keep going. He had pulled out some chips from his bag, snaking on those while taking sips from his water too. the power was down to 47%, and was actually being pretty slow. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "What the hell?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Something in the cameras had caught Tyler's attention. He had to flip through many at a time to catch it. One of the Animatronics...was running? Running fast. He hadn't seen that before. Husky and Mitch had walked fast, but not run. It was like a blur, and he couldn't tell which one it was. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""OH SHIT IT'S COMING FOR ME!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The blur was heading towards Skyhub and Tyler mentally freaked out. He slammed his hand on the door button, the door crashing down. He then looked back at the cameras, his heart beating terribly fast. There was a loud bang on the door, but when Tyler got to that camera, whatever had been there was gone. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""WHAT THE SHIT!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler kept the door down, now looking around for the animatronics. All of them were found, walking around doing whatever they pleased. The closest one was Ian, whom was heading towards Ty's Fun house. But it couldn't have been Ian. Ty was walking near the front gate, was it him? WHO WAS IT!? Tyler didn't expect that at all. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler honestly didn't want to open the door at all, knowing now that one could strike at him that fast now. He had to pay amazing attention to the cameras now if he was to catch it again. But what if it didn't run again? This was all new to him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler opened the door a few moments later, forced to from the draining power. He then continued to keep a close attention to the cameras and the light in the hallway. He was petrified from that running. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Time went on and it soon became 5:24 AM. The power was at 20%, and Tyler had to close the door on Ty yet again, however this time had Jason right behind him. Both were saying strange things like before, stuttering and what not. With the doors closed, Tyler kept this as the chance to look around his office more. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" With the fear of always missing something on the cameras, he never paid much attention to the office around him, the desk, chair, and the continents of the desk being given away. But there were drawers in the desk, and posters and drawings all over the walls. Tyler looked at them all./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Three of the posters were advertisements for the park, one of them showing screen clips of the old TV-Show and the other having clips from the comics. There were drawings from young kids of the characters also on the walls, and they were all pretty cute. It made the animatronics look like angels. They were not though. Tyler honestly believed they were all from hell, killing and what not. It made sense. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler went through the drawers, finding really nothing but pens and a Rubik's cube and a few empty note pads. He did, however, find a more detailed map then the ones visitors are given. Tyler look it out and sat down, unfolding it. It had points marked and things explained, such as evacuation routes and rooms that only staff were allowed in. But Tyler found a few things strange about the maps. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler had always believed 's office was the room right across from this very office. There was one with the same exact doors. It had an office desk and there was even a sign on the side of the door way that said office. But this map pointed out a room in the Lost and found building, and building by to the side of the front gates, as Mr. Aviator's office. And it was a bigger office then he thought. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The other thing Tyler noticed were evacuation routes that even he wasn't told about. There was one in Seto's ride that let people go underground and then pop back up, only to be on the other side of the fence, out of the park grounds. There was a window on one of the floors of Ty's fun out positioned right by the fence, where someone could jump out and land in the bushes on the other side of the fence. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "There are all so strange. There are no normal fire exits. Just different ways to escape that i'm sure arn't safe either." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler went on to find the map was full of secrets. But yet there was one last thing notable. In Jason's park, there was a room sharpied out. Tyler tried to rub the marker off, but it wouldn't move. It was something anybody in his job position wasn't allowed to know about. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Damn Aviator, keeping even more secrets. He's going to get someone killed." Tyler narrowed his eyes, letting the map fall from his hands to the floor. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Ty and Jason were gone and Tyler was able to open the doors again. It was 5:45 and the power was 9%, and Tyler sighed, spending the last few minutes of his job looking through some of the cameras. That and thinking about the map. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't have time tonight, but..." Tyler looked around at the cameras in Jason's park. There wasn't a camera in the unknown room, that's for sure. "I can check it out tomorrow night."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Great, now he had a reason to come back. What luck. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got ready to leave and shut down the office at 5:56 AM, the power at 4%. He took his bag and anything else that was his with him, shoving the map into his bag as well. When he got to the front gate, Aviator was there waiting for him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Glad to see you, Tyler." Aviator said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Of course you are." Tyler yawned, walking past the man and out the gates. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Aviator turned to watch Tyler, whom was walking towards his car without saying anything. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Something bothering you, kid?" He asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler yelled back. "Everything!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Aviator sighed and turned back to the front got to his car, and left as soon as he could. He survived the third night, the time now 6:01 and the power back to 100%. But now, unlike the other nights, he has a reason to return. A motive to risk himself even more. What are the chances of it paying off? Slimmer then one might want to believe.../p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"-...-/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emChapter Five/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em The Third Night/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em-...-/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler yawned, one hand on the strap of his bag, the other hanging by his side. Aviator had let him in, and left, like normal. He walked down to SkyHub, about to step into the hallway. He stopped when he saw a figure down at the end of the hallway, looking into the office. It was Husky./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I just got here!" Tyler sighed loudly. Husky's head turned to stare at Tyler, whom felt a shiver shake his body. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler watched as Husky's mouth opened a bit, his eyes blinking. They glowed in that dark hallway. It was all too creepy. Tyler stepped back when Husky started to step down the hallway./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Goddammit!" Tyler hissed, looking around for a second to see Husky still slowly making his way towards him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler began to walk off, thinking of a place to hide. He reached into his bag to pull out the stun gun, then tried to pull out the flash light, but then heard the metal foot steps getting louder from behind. Where they getting faster!? Tyler, gripping the stun gun, turned around to see Husky walking faster then before, towards him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Shit!" Tyler yelled, fear taking over him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler began to run, a destination not really set in mind. His eyes darted around, looking for a path. He could still hear Husky, though he was sure he was out running the metal beast. Running a straight path, he found himself running towards Husky's pools. Then an idea popped into his mind. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They're robots!" Tyler said, his breath hot from the exercise. "Water harms them!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Now Tyler wasn't completely sure if this was true, and who would believe anything at this point in the game, but he took the chance anyway. Husky was still on his tale and blindly running would lead him to a dead end. Tyler ran past the opened fence into Husky's pool area, taking the bag off from around his chest and throwing it to the ground, his stun gun as well. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""GERONIMO!" Tyler screamed, jumping into the pool, breathing in and holding his breath the moment before going under. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The next few moments, all Tyler could hear was his heart beating. His eyes were squeezed shut and the water was cooling his sweating body. However, as the seconds ticked by, his breath was slowly slipping, and his body was getting a bit too cold. Yet he stayed under the longest he possibly could. His lungs felt pain and his body begged for oxygen. He had stayed under longer then he ever thought he could, yet that was still under 15 seconds. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" He pushed himself up, his mouth opening for air only seconds before he broke the surface. When get got back up, he was coughing all while breathing in and out, reuniting with the air. Once he felt that he could swim again, he swam back over to the ledge of the pool, pulling himself out of the water. Husky was gone, and no other animatronic was in sight, but now his uniform was drenched and he was freezing. The air felt like ice and he needed to feel warm again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Towels were kept in a bin just a few yards away from the pool, against the fence. Tyler walked over to get one, opening it up and putting it around himself like a blanket. sneezing, he then went back over to where he dropped his bag and stun gun and picked those up. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler walked back to SkyHub, glancing around with the worst paranoia ever. He pulled the phone out of his bag to check the time while he went on, seeing it was 12:09 PM. Shoving back into the bag instead of his wet pocket, he made it to the hallway, now clear, and back to the office. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Once in the office, Tyler placed his bag on the desk and got into the chair, snuggling up in the towel, warming up ever so slowly. He pulled out the cameras and went through them, locating all of the animatronics and turning off the unuseful ones. Everything else was in check, and his power was only at 97%./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler yawned. He was still unaccustomed to this switch in sleep time, and the security camera screen was the brightest thing in the room. The other lights, such as the lamp, had been turned off, but a small light was still on in the hallway, dull enough to waste hardly any power, yet bright enough for Tyler to tell if something could block it off. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" A small fan made a hypnotizing noise as Tyler watched Sky and Ty stand outside the fun out. Mitch was inside Jason's park and Jason and Husky were now by the entrance of Seto's ride. Seto was inside his building, Ssundee was by Husky's pool, and Jerome was by the front gate. None were paying attention to Tyler. Not now that was. Tyler slowly felt the cold leave him, yet the dampness of his clothes remained. His fright had warn off for now. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"-...-/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That was amazing!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Did you see that quick thinking?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Amazing!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah but he's still got hours to go!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""What about last night! When he survived an attack!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I was almost sure he was going to die!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank god those idiots inside don't know any combat skills!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He didn't either but he lived!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's right, you can't judge a book by it's cover!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Voices. So many voices. The same voices from before too. From the last night. And Tyler heard them perfectly clear. But how? And why?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But you all still have so much faith in him!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! Do you truly believe he can save us?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""We have no other hope!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""All we have is despair!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Despair!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! Despair!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh calm down you guys! You're quick to jump to conclusions!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But Seto! Don't you want to be free?! For all to be right again!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Can it, Sky."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""No No, i do want to be free, whom does not? But i don't really think it'll ever happen." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And what makes you think this boy can save us, Ty?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Uh...Well. Shut up!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Can't even answer the question!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" There were eight different voices, and it had become clear to Tyler that they had names. Familiar names and familiar voices. Where they the characters from Team Crafted? Where they the Animatronics? They didn't sound robotic and glitchy, but then they also sounded distant and ghostly, as if a company added creepy effects to their audio to add to the horror. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway, What i'm trying to say is that i want him to prove himself."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I will let fate decide."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You mean you'll let us decide?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You speak too much."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He'll die anyway."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah! I mean he's only been here a few days! Why didn't we confront the last guy!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome had to bite his head off!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I didn't do shit!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Besides, I didn't think he had the guts."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He stayed for 3 months! Can you remember an employee whom has delt with the park's crap for 3 whole months!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Do you think this new boy can?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I think not"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""correct."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Correct? That was a question that dose not have a correct answer! It's open ended!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Look whose a teacher now!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You are all fighting over nothing."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""They think this boy has no chance! Honestly if they kill him i wouldn't be surprised!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hey! We all want him to live! But the chances are slim and it's more logical he won't last very long!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Every employee slips up at one point. He's been on the edge of slipping up many times."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""We can't control what happens, but we can sit back and watch. Alright?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You want us to stop bickering, i get it."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Please?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"There was a sigh./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""For now. But your opinions are all wrong."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Opinions cannot be wrong, just unequal."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Whatever."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" By now the conversation was dying and Tyler was twitching. He couldn't see them at all. Then he felt a shiver go down his spine. As if a dream, it felt like all eyes were on him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He hears us."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He does."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He must awake."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He must live."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""AWAKE!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" A scream unlike any other was heard and Tyler felt his whole body shake. His eyes opened, his head now pounding. It hurt like hell. He looked around to find he had fallen asleep, the time being 3:16 AM. The power was 76%. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""C-CH-CH-CHOP CH-CHOP CH-CHOP CH-CHOP"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler froze when he heard the glitchy voice of Jerome, whom was standing right outside his door. Tyler gasped, getting out of the chair and slamming down on the door button, memories of Ty grabbing his arm from last night haunting his head./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""N-No P-P-plz, I F-f-fan!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The door went down and Tyler was safe again, yet Jerome still spoke. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I-I-I'm a-a man o-of the b-b-ba-bac!" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler sighed and went back to his chair, sitting down and pulling up the camera screen again. Jerome stopped talking, and when Tyler pulled up to the camera by his office door, Jerome was gone. In fact, within half a minute, Jerome had left the hallway completely. Tyler still waited a few seconds before opening the door again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Jerome was in fact gone and all was silent again. Tyler continued to keep eye on the animatronics. He made sure he didn't fall back asleep anymore, knowing that was a dangerous move. And the dream he had, with the voices, he had almost completely forgotten about. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler had abandoned the towel around 4:21 AM, letting it fall onto the floor. His clothes were still uncomfortable, and the cameras boring, but he had to keep going. He had pulled out some chips from his bag, snaking on those while taking sips from his water too. the power was down to 47%, and was actually being pretty slow. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "What the hell?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Something in the cameras had caught Tyler's attention. He had to flip through many at a time to catch it. One of the Animatronics...was running? Running fast. He hadn't seen that before. Husky and Mitch had walked fast, but not run. It was like a blur, and he couldn't tell which one it was. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""OH SHIT IT'S COMING FOR ME!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The blur was heading towards Skyhub and Tyler mentally freaked out. He slammed his hand on the door button, the door crashing down. He then looked back at the cameras, his heart beating terribly fast. There was a loud bang on the door, but when Tyler got to that camera, whatever had been there was gone. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""WHAT THE SHIT!?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler kept the door down, now looking around for the animatronics. All of them were found, walking around doing whatever they pleased. The closest one was Ian, whom was heading towards Ty's Fun house. But it couldn't have been Ian. Ty was walking near the front gate, was it him? WHO WAS IT!? Tyler didn't expect that at all. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler honestly didn't want to open the door at all, knowing now that one could strike at him that fast now. He had to pay amazing attention to the cameras now if he was to catch it again. But what if it didn't run again? This was all new to him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler opened the door a few moments later, forced to from the draining power. He then continued to keep a close attention to the cameras and the light in the hallway. He was petrified from that running. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Time went on and it soon became 5:24 AM. The power was at 20%, and Tyler had to close the door on Ty yet again, however this time had Jason right behind him. Both were saying strange things like before, stuttering and what not. With the doors closed, Tyler kept this as the chance to look around his office more. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" With the fear of always missing something on the cameras, he never paid much attention to the office around him, the desk, chair, and the continents of the desk being given away. But there were drawers in the desk, and posters and drawings all over the walls. Tyler looked at them all./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Three of the posters were advertisements for the park, one of them showing screen clips of the old TV-Show and the other having clips from the comics. There were drawings from young kids of the characters also on the walls, and they were all pretty cute. It made the animatronics look like angels. They were not though. Tyler honestly believed they were all from hell, killing and what not. It made sense. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler went through the drawers, finding really nothing but pens and a Rubik's cube and a few empty note pads. He did, however, find a more detailed map then the ones visitors are given. Tyler look it out and sat down, unfolding it. It had points marked and things explained, such as evacuation routes and rooms that only staff were allowed in. But Tyler found a few things strange about the maps. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler had always believed 's office was the room right across from this very office. There was one with the same exact doors. It had an office desk and there was even a sign on the side of the door way that said office. But this map pointed out a room in the Lost and found building, and building by to the side of the front gates, as Mr. Aviator's office. And it was a bigger office then he thought. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The other thing Tyler noticed were evacuation routes that even he wasn't told about. There was one in Seto's ride that let people go underground and then pop back up, only to be on the other side of the fence, out of the park grounds. There was a window on one of the floors of Ty's fun out positioned right by the fence, where someone could jump out and land in the bushes on the other side of the fence. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "There are all so strange. There are no normal fire exits. Just different ways to escape that i'm sure arn't safe either." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler went on to find the map was full of secrets. But yet there was one last thing notable. In Jason's park, there was a room sharpied out. Tyler tried to rub the marker off, but it wouldn't move. It was something anybody in his job position wasn't allowed to know about. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Damn Aviator, keeping even more secrets. He's going to get someone killed." Tyler narrowed his eyes, letting the map fall from his hands to the floor. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Ty and Jason were gone and Tyler was able to open the doors again. It was 5:45 and the power was 9%, and Tyler sighed, spending the last few minutes of his job looking through some of the cameras. That and thinking about the map. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't have time tonight, but..." Tyler looked around at the cameras in Jason's park. There wasn't a camera in the unknown room, that's for sure. "I can check it out tomorrow night."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Great, now he had a reason to come back. What luck. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got ready to leave and shut down the office at 5:56 AM, the power at 4%. He took his bag and anything else that was his with him, shoving the map into his bag as well. When he got to the front gate, Aviator was there waiting for him. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Glad to see you, Tyler." Aviator said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Of course you are." Tyler yawned, walking past the man and out the gates. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Aviator turned to watch Tyler, whom was walking towards his car without saying anything. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Something bothering you, kid?" He asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler yelled back. "Everything!"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Aviator sighed and turned back to the front got to his car, and left as soon as he could. He survived the third night, the time now 6:01 and the power back to 100%. But now, unlike the other nights, he has a reason to return. A motive to risk himself even more. What are the chances of it paying off? Slimmer then one might want to believe.../p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"-...-/p