Chapter 6

He woke up and threw on some clothes. The plan was now in action. There was no telling if he would survive or not.

It was his fifth night at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. His plan was to take the Emergency Exit at around 3 a.m. if the coast becomes clear. His friend should be waiting outside with the police. This would hopefully shut down the restaurant and stop them from hiring people. The police would also provide cover for him to get out safely.

He walked out the door and got into the car his friend lent him. He breathed for a moment and started the car. He sped to the restaurant and drove into the parking lot. The manager was outside to greet him.

"The tablet you broke has been replaced." The manager said. "Welcome to your fifth night. It should be easy enough. Hope to be here to congratulate you if you survive. See you in the morning I hope."

Dave sighed and walked into the restaurant. It was five minutes to midnight. He walked up to the stage.

"Why do you do this?" He asked not expecting an answer. Freddy looked down at him.

"Like I said, it is just business." He replied.

"Were you programmed to do this?" Dave asked him.

"Not exactly," Freddy replied. "Let's just say we have seen too much and think people are evil. We are also haunted, making it worse. The manager loves the killing and boosted our programming making it even worse.

"If you survive tonight, his programming will fail. We would be able to go easier on people. Eventually all will be back to normal. You would have to survive first, so I'd suggest you get to the office."

Bonnie hopped off the stage. Dave ran back to the office.

The phone rang. He had forgotten all about it. He listened to the message.

There was a robotic voice and a lot of static. He was confused and played the message for the previous night.

The guy on the phone was having a bad night. There was knocking he sounded afraid. At the end of the call, he heard a moan. The guy on the phone knew he was doomed. There was a screech and the phone clicked.

He was so distracted by the phone call that he forgot to check the cams. He heard footsteps running to his door. He shut it at the last second. There was a knock outside the door. He opened it and continued with his strategy.

The night was going slower than the previous ones. It took forever to get to 2 a.m. Time seemed to be perceived differently behind those walls. An hour felt like mere minutes. The hours could be made longer or shorter.

It came up on 3 a.m. He made sure it was all clear and made a run for it. Freddy was already by the bathrooms and Bonnie was in the parts room.

He hopped up on stage. He ran to the door and had it in his mind that he was free. He tried the door…locked. He almost broke into tears. He kept trying to open it, but it was no use. He was stuck in there until 6.

He turned around and saw a suit in front of him. Inside the eye holes were two white specs. He knew that is was the suit from the kitchen.

"Well you caught me." Dave said. "Do with me what you will."

"Well with the opportunity your survival offers, I have a want to spare you." Golden Freddy said.

Three pairs of red eyes approached the stage. Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy climbed on the stage and neared Dave.

"You see, I have control over them too." Golden Freddy continued. "I can break the rules and change the rules."

He snapped his fingers and they grabbed Dave. Dave could not shake their grip. Golden Freddy then waved a hand and they dropped Dave.

"You can help me survive?" Dave asked.

"I could, but I need a favor from you first." Golden Freddy grinned. The animatronics lined up behind him.

"What kind of favor?" Dave sounded skeptical.

"I am trapped in this hell hole." Golden Freddy said. "Set it on fire and free us all."

"Why can't you do it?" Dave asked.

"We cannot set ourselves free." Golden Freddy replied. "Spiritual reasons and whatnot."

"How do I burn it down?" Dave asked.

"I am not a demolition expert," Goldie replied. "Figure it out."

"What if I do not want to?" Dave asked.

Goldie snapped his fingers. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica looked at him and started walking towards him again.

"Point taken," Dave said.

Dave did not know a thing about setting fires. He didn't smoke, so he did not have a lighter. He also didn't carry matches. He knew his friend was probably outside with the police and growing impatient. They could bust open the door any minute.

H walked down the hall to the kitchen. He realized the stove was a gas stove. He turned on the burner and it sparked a flame. He found a vat of grease and dumped it on the stove. The flames roared and began to separate from the stove. He walked back to Golden Freddy.

"There is a fire going in the kitchen." Dave told him. "It won't be long before it spreads throughout the restaurant."

"Splendid!" Golden Freddy said.

"Can I go now?" Dave asked.

"I don't know, can you?" Goldie asked.

There was a click from the Emergency Exit door. Dave tried it and it opened. He ran around to the front of the restaurant. No one was there. His friend's car wasn't there either. The building was all boarded up and looked condemned.

He turned around and walked home. He walked up the driveway and entered the house. Inside the house he found a newspaper. It read these words:

"Local pizzeria said to close by year's end:

After a long struggle to stay in business after the tragedy struck there many years ago, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza has announced that it will close by year's end

Despite a year-long search for a buyer, companies seem unwilling to be associated with the company.

"These characters will live on in the hearts of kids, these characters will live on." –CEO"

That was dated 1993. That was 22 years ago. He sat there silently wondering what was going on.

He walked to the kitchen in the house. He saw something in the corner of the room. He blinked and the object was gone. He turned around and Golden Freddy was right in front of him.

"This is the date of your first night." Golden Freddy said. "This is basically a second chance somewhat. The restaurant is shut down. It is as if your time at Freddy's never happened. Your friend, who I knew was there, will not even remember what happened. This should all fade from memory. Thank you for your attempt to set us free. Enjoy your life."

Dave blinked and Golden Freddy was gone. He was alive and all was normal. He wondered what life had in store for him.