I don't even know what to say, you guys. I've pretty much lost all inspiration for this story, and I regret even starting this sequel. But a fanfictioner has to do what a fanfictioner has to do. I know it has almost been an entire month since I last updated, and I have been playing A LOT of Majora's Mask, which has distracted me from a lot of things. This being one of them. That's just something I wanted to say, no lets get on to the real intro.

HERRO EVERYONE! Welcome back to The Adventures of Johnathan Wayde 2! Now, I know it has been a many of days since you saw me last, but I am here to tell you.

I HAVE RETURNED!

Like I said before, however, the story may be slightly less exciting. Of course, the only reason some of you read this is because of OCs. DO NOT DENY IT! I would probably do the same thing. Tonight we have Samuel Collason…on night 2…yeeeeeeaaaaahhhh, it is going by quite slowly…ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

SAMUEL COLLASON'S POV

Why did I come back? No, I mean seriously, why did I come back? Back top a cramped office, small amounts of light, and killer robot animals that roam the halls at night? Either I'm really dumb, or there is some…greater force out there, controling my every move…..but that's absurd. I sat in my chair, and leaned back. I would only have to worry about two animatronics, I was gonna be fine!

Oh how wrong was the imbecile.

As it was still aboul 11:45, I had some time to look around. There were a bunch of creepy drawings posted up everywhere. A poster of all the animatronics lined up in a welcoming gesture. I punched the cat, and a small mew was heard. I gently pressed on it once more, and it did the same thing. I tore the weird, cat possesed, poster of the wall, crumpled it up, and threw it somewhere. I sat down just as my shift had started, and looked at the cameras. Nothing had moved, and everything was all diddly dandy. Once again, the phone began to ring, and the same guy from before started to speak.

" Ah, hey bruh. Welcome to night two, man! Remember how I said that the stuff happens at night? Well it doesn't. Apparently, there was just a maaaaajor gas leak that makes you hallucinate pretty crazy things. But, uh, there is nothing you need to wor-"

I slammed the end button on the phone, and the call was abruptly stopped. I shook my head in disbelief at this guy, I mean I was stupid enough to go to them. WHAT I SAW WAS. NOT. A. HALLUCINATION. I mean, that was veeeeeery spoooky. I don't think can handle anything like that ever again. Then I checked my hallway.

VERY BAD IDEAS!

There stood a tall, white bear that seened to have small singes across his fur, and he was staring straight at me-

Now, let me inturupt the story real fast. I have always had a fear of big, furry, and white things, so this guy was the bane of the bane of my nightmares. CONTINUEING!

I decided I would do the only option that made any sense to me.

I started to scream bloody murder, and erratically press the flashlight button.

The polar bear, Whitier, just stood there, like I had tried to kill him with grass. Who names a bear Whitier? I mean, isn't that a town in- ohhhhhh I get it…very funny Whitier, very funny. I threw the flashlight at him, and he started to rapidly flash me with the light.

" Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah AH HAH HAH HAH STOP STOP STOP IT BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRNNNNNNSSSSSssssss ahhhhh…"

Then the polar bear stood directly in front of me, and tried to grab me. I dodged out of the way, and I yelled at him.

" I KNOW KUNG FU! HYAAAAAAAAHHHH"

I brought down my fist in a large ark, striking him in the shoulder.

Right before I remembered he was made of reinforced steel.

I clutched my, now shattered, hand, and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

" AHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHHHEHEHEHHHHHHHHWHWHWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHEHHHEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?"

The polar bear slowly backed away from me, then quickly took of in the oppisite direction. Katie and Nefertiti peaked in, only to also run away in fear. I slamed my head into the wall, effectively making myself go unconcious, and sleep till 6AM.

And there you have it folks! FINALLY I HAVE CREATED THE 8TH CHAPTER, AND HAVE FED YOUR MIND IN THE WAY ONLY I CAN. CARRY ON, MY SLEEPTALKING ARMY!

Sweet Dreams~A Sleeptalking Demigod