5ive: Just wanted to answer one of my anonymous reviews before we start. The ideas for this story are mine. I've thought all them up myself. All of the lameless right here. Of course that doesn't mean I'm the only one who came up with this, but I solely came up with MINE on my own. I didn't get the idea of this from anyone else, I just kinda thought about "What would happen if after the second closing they threw out the old animatronics?" and I began rolling through some ideas with a friend and she said I should write it. AND also sorry I'm dragging this out so much ^^ My writing just 'happens'. I plan for something and other things just get typed because my fingers have a mind of their own so really idk what will happen next or how this will end :D ENJOY THE RANDOM!

I jolted into consciousness, sitting up and shrinking away from the harsh light of my room. Had I gone to sleep with the lights on? I couldn't remember. I almost didn't remember the dream if it hadn't of been for the screaming in my head. Over and over it repeated the name.

"MIKEY!"

This time I jumped and fell out of bed. "Dammit, Riley! Stop fucking scaring me!" I put my hand to my pounding head.

She ignored what I said and instead was at my side looking at my leg. "You said you got hurt. Which leg? Oh, this one of course." She bent my leg that the icepack lazily clung to.

"Ngh-!" I clawed her hand off of my leg holding the now very much in pain knee. "You don't go and just GRAB it! God are you just dumb sometimes?!"

She wasn't hurt by my words. If she was then she didn't show it at all. "You said it wasn't broken. Can you stand on it?"

"Not right now! Fuck it hurts…! Give me a minute."

The redhead stood, looking around the room. "Nice place. Is the bed comfortable?" She sat down running her hands over the sheets.

"It doesn't matter. Didn't sleep well again." My leg ached but I was sick of sitting on the floor so slowly I pulled myself back up to the side of the bed. "The kid shared another memory with me." I felt sick remembering what I'd seen. Then the feeling sunk lower in my gut remembering what happened after.

"You okay?" The woman sounded less childish and more her own age.

I glanced her way. "Yeah. I'm good." My face grew hot making me look away.

Then she chimed in with, "What'd you mean about a memory? Kid? What's going on?"

Oh, that's right. She wasn't here to talk about that. "Come on," I said, standing. "Let's go talk to Joseph and fill you in." Without asking, Riley grabbed my arm and pulled it around her shoulder supporting my hurt leg. "E-eh…! Thanks…"

The woman smiled brightly. "Can't have little Mike-Mike falling all over the place, right?"

Joseph had shown Riley the main points of the recording while I tried my best to explain everything so far. At least that we could guess. As I talked, it all felt right. No little voice in my head told me otherwise.

Once I was done talking, however, his voice did pick up. Miiiiike…

"Oh! And my dream that I had! There was a kid that got hurt before the murders happened. It was a boy with brown hair – he got bit by this white fox robot."

Riley stared at me. "Wait, The Bite of '87? Foxy did that, not the animatronic from kid cove. It's why they had shut down Pirate Cove for so long."

It was my turn to stare. "Why do you know so damn much about this place?"

"I use to go when it was open. I took my little sister a lot."

"Whatever. I saw a white fox that hung from the ceiling. The little kid was dressed up as a pirate and he looked kinda freaked out that the thing was there." I flinched knowing that it was then that the fox reached down and took a chomp out of his head.

The redhead sighed. "What's that kid got to do with this?"

"We need to find him. Mike."

Once more, she starred. "Mike? Wait-! What?! That kid lived?! MIKE?! The security guard that vanished?!" She jumped at me holding me by my shirt collar. "The kid from the BITE is alive and was the guard at the old Freddy Fazbear's?!"

"…You're scaring me."

"This is HUGE news! Th-that means that the guard couldn't have been the killer… oh my GOD! Maybe the killer kidnapped him! We gotta tell the cops!"

"Whoa! Tell the police? Tell them what?! Oh hey, remember the murders from 1987? Yeah the spirits are in the fucking furries and one of them showed me who the killer is. I see no problems there. They'll buy it obviously." I flicked her forehead making her let go. "Think, Riley."

She rubbed her forehead. "So mean…"

"Not mean. Just logical. Fuck I don't believe most of this shit and I fucking witnessed it." I sighed. "We need to find Mike, though." Where would they start? The cops had already searched most of the pizzeria.

"We could go to the old pizza place," Riley pitched in against my thoughts. "That place had a lot of hidey holes. My sister use to hide in this one air vent all the time when I'd go find her to go home. Trust me, even if the police have looked there they haven't looked everywhere."

Joseph spoke up then, "It's been a few days since the business closed. I doubt he'd still be there."

"What if he was kidnapped and left there?" Riley shrugged. "Ya never know. Worth a shot."

I had to admit that it was a good starting point. They may not find him there, but it might give them some hints as to where to look. "Okay. Sounds good. Riley, you know where the place is so you'll have to drive."

In the back of my head an approving feeling rose up. I felt happier about the idea with that as the feeling consumed me. A small voice continued to remind me. Over and over. Find Mike. Find Mike. Find him. Find him please.

Joseph got on his phone. "I'll call someone to take your shift today, Riley. The sooner we get this settle the sooner… well, things can go back to normal. I don't want anyone else getting hurt." He looked to me before turning away and shooing up out of his office.

I moved my injured leg around when we got into the hall. It felt a lot better. I could stand on it and put a lot more weight on it. "So your shift is covered. What about mine?" I asked partly joking and mostly not wanting to go back out there.

"Maybe while we're at the pizza place we'll get you a little costume. Dress you up like a little bunny or some junk."

My eye twitched. "Fuck you, Riley."

She twirled her keys around her finger, grinning ear to ear.

I let out a sigh knowing the hell ride ahead of me. "…Again, fuck you."