Chapter 4: Circus Baby's Pizza World & Ennard

(*WARNING: Chapters may contain content that is inappropriate for some ages. I will warn you with this sign: 1983~in bold~*)

Year: 1987

Location: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

I changed this timeline. We'll just see what happens...

Third Person POV:

The cassette player lay on the table, undisturbed... That was, until someone sat down at the table with a group of friends who were chatting noisily. They laughed and talked about all of the things that were currently going on at the restaurant. Their gaze soon landed on the cassette player and who would pick it up but none other than Elizabeth "Liz" McKlenton, the future security guard.

"Hm, I wonder what's in here?" She asked her new friends, who all started chanting 'play it' at her query. She shrugged, carefully holding the player in one hand and pushed the PLAY button with her other hand. She set it down on the table and they all listened quietly. There was only static.

"Oh, well, that's disappointing-"one girl with dark skin started to say, when she was abruptly interrupted by a soft music coming from the cassette player.

It was a cheerful tune, and even though the sound was a bit scratchy, they all recognized the song.

"Hey, I know this song..." Elizabeth stated. "It's the Circus Baby Pizza World theme song." She began to hum the tune and a few seconds later they were all singing in unison.

A figure walked by them and stopped when they heard the song, the song that was soon coming to an end.

He hadn't remembered the last time he had heard this song, and he had hoped he wouldn't have to hear it again. But the one thing that really stumped him was how this song had managed to find it's way here, at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. He thought he had destroyed all the evidence of that...accident, and everything to do with Baby's. Apparently he hadn't been thorough enough. He would have to deal with that later; right now he had work to do...

The present:

(Back to normal POV):

I lead him toward the Scooping Room. Hopefully he wasn't worried with a name like that.

He followed closely behind and I could sense him getting more and more worried the deeper we went into the building. I reassured him that there was nothing to worry about and he followed me through the Funtime Auditorium (*?*) and into the Scooping Room.

He looked in awe at the large machine against the far wall. "What's that for?"

"That's the Scooper and this," I spread out my arms, gesturing to everything in the room,"is the Scooping Room. That is used to gut out animatronics so you might want to be careful while it's activated." There. Got that out of the way. Now the reason we're here...

"What're we doing here, anyways?"

Can he read my mind?

I cleared my throat. "We are actually here because this is probably the safest place to talk to you without being interrupted by the other animatronics or having one of them eavesdrop." I lowered my voice to a whisper. "They don't really like this place." I paused, then quickly added, "Any of it, really."

"Oh..."He seemed too shocked to say more.

"They want out, you know. (sigh) But, as fate would have it, someone else escaped instead."

"Who?"

"I'd...rather not say. Let's just say that this wasn't the only place built by William Afton. You wouldn't know, but this place used to be called Circus Baby's Pizza World and this is the factory and observation center beneath where it originally used to be." I explained. He nodded. "Anyway, there was an...accident, and after that a pipe somewhere in the building sprang a leak, and afterwards this place was shut down and deemed "unsafe" until some time later, where they got it down to a manageable level. The people who worked there were fired...all except for one."

"Who was that?" JOSEPH (I've GOT to remember that) asked.

I shrugged, pretending to be just as clueless as he was.

"So what happened then? Was the government involved?"

"No one knows. It's all just speculation, but that's what some assume. However, there have been other reasons...They say that there's a sister location somewhere in town, but it was built over." I knew exactly where that place was and what it was called (*see the FIRST novel if you haven't read it yet, you naughty people!*).

"So, what was it then?"He questioned (personally, I was about to snap).

I shrugged again, feigning cluelessness once more. He couldn't leave anyway, so what was the point in telling him?

"Follow me. I'll tell you more in a minute." We exited the Scooping Room and crossed the main stage to the Circus Gallery vent. I ushered him in, and while we crawled along I gave him instructions on where to go. When we came to the Circus Gallery room, I told him to watch his head as we crawled out of the vent.

"This is where Baby lives," I said. "It's the Circus Gallery. Beyond those windows is the main stage area. You know where that is. Baby is hardly seen, or at least, not by herself...technical difficulties."

"I see." His gaze shifted toward the control switch on the right side of the room. "Hey, what's this-?" He went to touch the bottom button and gasped when he was grabbed roughly by the wrist.

I was holding him by the wrist, to be exact. And not a moment too soon; to think of what would've happened if he had pressed that button...

"Don't...touch...that button..." Being one of them myself and seeing them go through that unwillingly...it was just too much.

As soon as I let go he recoiled his arm, clutching at his wrist like it was broken or something. Why? I hadn't held onto it too hard, so why was he acting as if he was the one who had been shocked?

I took deep breaths, trying to calm down. He didn't do it, and that was good, but it was still way too close for comfort. After all, even if he was a ghost, I would still most likely find some means of torture.

Speaking of which...

"Oh, yes, one more thing..."

"W-What?" He eyed me suspiciously.

"You have to stay here-"

"What?!"

"-because you're now an apparition and a part of this place."

Silence filled the room.

His voice came, although it was tiny and weak.

"W-What...w-why...?"

I put up my hands defensively. "Don't blame me; you're the one who decided to join your friend and sign those papers. You also refused to follow directions, which is a direct offense of policy and which lead to your demise." How many times would I have to say it before I got it through their thick heads?

I saw anger flash in his eyes. "Well, why don't you warn people of the possible danger of this place? And...you...y-YOU-!" I could hear the animosity in his voice. "YOU attacked me! YOU killed me-!" He charged at me and I had to duck to avoid a fast punch to my face.

I countered him, saying,"You would've died anyway! And if it wasn't me, then it would have been someone else! Oh, yeah, and you know what the "Scooper" is for? So the other animatronics can "scoop" out your insides, moron! What else did you expect it to be used for?! Ice cream?! 'Cause that makes lots of sense! And in case you didn't know, I'm not the one who wants to escape by wearing your fucking skin!"

"What are you talking about?!"

"You, dumbass!"

We continued our feud until we heard someone enter the room. They spoke up quickly,probably fearing the worst would happen if they didn't stop this now:

"What's going on in here?!"