I arrive at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza right on 11:59 PM. I have to admit, it's creepy here at night. Pizza stains grease the windows, with fallen cups and napkins littering the floor. There is a half-eaten slice of cake smeared on a table.

"…Ew." I was told to take the portable monitor with me to the Security Office. It sits on the windowsill right by the door. With it, I can check every room in the building just by lifting the monitor up to my face.

I hear the phone ringing from the Security Office. I run, taking the monitor with me. Just before it stops ringing, I pick up the receiver.

"Hello? He-hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night."

I even have a how-to guide? Gee, this place treats their security guards strangely. I don't really need it. I can't seem to turn it off, though, so I just keep listening. Maybe there is something useful that this guy has to say.

"Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, lets just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?"

Wait… if there's nothing to worry about, why does this guy not work here anymore? A hint of suspicion rises up in my throat. I check the cameras while he talks.

"Uh, lets see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, I-it's kind of a legal thing, you know.

I take a look at the show stage, where all the animatronics are stored. They are inactive and motionless.

Um, "welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, A magical place for kids and grownups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person-"

Wait…. Damage to person?

"Upon discovering the damage or death have occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced.

It takes several seconds for me to register what he just said. Death of a person? Cleaned and bleached? What could possibly happen here that is so bad it could cause death? Do criminals come here often?

"Blah, blah blah, that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, these animatronic characters do get a bit quirky at night-

Droplets of sweat form on my forehead and roll down my temples. Is it hot in here?

"Do I blame them? No! If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay."

Okay…. I check the other rooms. One room that interests me is Pirate's Cove. There doesn't seem to be anything there besides a purple curtain. I make a note to myself to check it often in case burglars decide to hide in the curtain.

"So just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some sort of free-roaming mode at night. Uh, something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day, too. But then there was the Bite of '87. Yeah. I'it's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, Y'know?"

Hold up. The "Bite of '87?" BITE? At this point, I am genuinely freaked out. He said something about the animatronics roaming? I check the cameras and nearly come down with a heart attack. An animatronic is missing. Bonnie. Where?!

I frantically flip through the cameras until I am met with the backstage. I see Bonnie's face right in front of the camera, grinning at me. His eyes are black and sunken, with tiny glowing white irises. It was as if he could see me through the camera. He stood there, motionless. I put down the monitor, shivering.

" Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours they probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without it's costume on. Now, since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to… forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit."

Well… Okay, that doesn't seem so bad. I could just crawl out of the suit when they leave, right?

"Um, now that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort… and death… Uh, the only parts of your body that would see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask."

Eugh. That seems pretty bad. Why didn't they tell me this when I signed up?

"Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night."

Conserve power? What does he mean by that? I look at the monitor. There is an icon that says "Usage" and a battery power. I have only 50% of my battery left. I check my watch. 3:AM. Thank God. Once the clock strikes 6, I can leave.

At least, until tomorrow. I hear humming.

Dum de dum de dum~ de dum da dum dum~

It gets closer. Louder.

I turn to my left and turn on the light. I am met with Bonnie smiling back at me with his lifelike eyes, grinning murderously. He tilts his head, as if not knowing what to do, and makes clicking noises. I can only stare in shock.

He reaches out to me. I jump and smack the door close button. The giant metallic door slams shut, preventing Bonnie from reaching me.

I stand there for about an hour, paranoid. The only sound in the office is the annoyingly powerful fan and my panicky breathing. I hear the humming again.

Dum de dum~

The monitor shows that Bonnie is in the Dining Area. Chica and Freddy are still sitting in the Show Stage. I wipe the sweat from my brow. 5: AM. Huh. Only one more hour. This job isn't so bad, I realize. Creepy as hell, yes. All I really need to do is close the doors if I see one of those animatronics, and I'll be fine. I can work here for four more nights, maybe more if I wanted to.

A voice in the back of my mind tells me that I'm crazy. I begin to think about that girl I met. Is she safe? Why was she out there? Does anybody know her? I remind myself to check on her when I get home.

I hear distant rustling and go rigid. I slowly lift the camera up to my face and check each room. All the animatronics seem to be in the right place.

Then I check Pirate's Cove.

The face that greets me is scarier than anything I've seen. A familiar face, but terrifying. Peeking out from behind the curtain, jaw hanging open, hook out, is Foxy.

My watch hits 6AM. I dash out as fast as possible, locking the door behind me.

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