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WEll here we are on Chapter 8. I don't know how I'm going to do it yet, but I am going to try to make this the second to last chapter. I want to drag this out as long as possible. Don't know if I want Jeremy to die or not.

Thank you for the good review on the previous 2 chapters Phoenix-Magic! Means a lot to me!

Now onward with this chapter and beyond into hopefully the next..!

Chapter 8: A Night of Terror

The clock struck 12. The phone rang and the music box started winding down. It was depleting pretty fast.

"Hello, hello? Hey, good job, night 5! Um, hey, um, keep a close eye on things tonight, ok? Um, from what I understand, the building is on lockdown, uh, no one is allowed in or out, y'know, especially concerning any...previous employees. Um, when we get it all sorted out, we may move you to the day shift, a position just became...available. Uh, we don't have a replacement for your shift yet, but we're working on it. Uh, we're going to try to contact the original restaurant owner. Uh, I think the name of the place was..."Fredbear's Family Diner" or something like that. It's been closed for years though, I doubt we'll be able to track anybody down. Well, just get through one more night! Uh, hang in there! Goodnight!"

Jeremy was already trying to get through one more night. He didn't need this guy to tell him. Everyone, including the old characters, had left their assumed positions. What was this Fredbear's Family Diner? How long had this been going on? All of this was making Jeremy sick. There must be a hundred suits because of that. Most of them were probably scrapped already. He had to keep focused.

It was only 1 o'clock. Time was passing slower than ever. Toy Freddy was already in the doorway.

"Well night guard, lasted this long have you? Will you survive tonight? We will see, but for now pay attention. If you do survive, you will want to leave this restaurant and never return. Well that is if you can get past Golden. See you in the morning, probably…"

"Why do y'all do this Freddy. Can't y'all see the error of your ways. I am beginning to think something happened to make y'all do this."

"Humans like you murdered 5 kids. We are doing this to keep anymore kids from getting killed. Only a monster would harm a child."

"Well what about the people who would never harm a child? You are killing them too! Also, those children grow up to be like us. Don't you see what your doing?"

"Enough night guard. Your reasoning has no effect on me. I know you are trying to trick me. There will be no reasoning. Enjoy life for now, but enjoy death even more later. We will eventually get you, even if it is not us physically. We will start a mental war and you will lose inevitably. We may have to kill the puppet...again… in the process." Toy Freddy laughed and left the hall. A lot went on during their conversation. Jeremy wasn't easily distracted. He talked, wound the box, and put on the mask all at once.

He opened up the monitor and wound the box. When he brought it down, he put on the mask. Toy Freddy was in the office. The lights flickered and he disappeared. It was a close one. He flashed the light at foxy and continued.

It was only 3 o'clock. Jeremy was annoyed with the time. He just wanted to finish this and leave.

"Fuck me this night is going slower than the others. There must be some force at work here." he said to himself.

He looked in left vent for some reason and saw an endoskeleton. He jumped at this. He speculated it was the endo of Golden Freddy. Strange that it was in the vent. He went back to winding the box. He brought down the monitor and saw Golden Freddy. Remembering what the puppet told him, he put on the mask. Golden disappeared in thin air. Kinda strange that he could do this.

Finally 5 o'clock. He was so close, yet so far. He still had to confront Golden and his army of suits. He just sighed and kept up his pace.

His thoughts wandered a bit while he remained focused. He remembered the suit saying "help...me…" He knew Golden was pushing these messages through his mind. This made him feel uncomfortable to have someone invade something as personal as his mind.

The clock struck 6 and he was done. Just to be safe, he waited for the day guard to relieve him.

"We are going to close down. It has been crazy here. Here is your check for $120.50. We know through the footage what is going on here. We also bugged you with a camera and saw the supply closet. You better get out while Golden is lenient! We will protect you!" That was the day guard. Jeremy was going to leave now, but
Golden had to be stopped. He was going to return.

At home

He was going to prepare to take down Golden Freddy. He accepted the chance that he may die. He was taking a risk not for his benefit, but for the benefit of the company.

He set his alarm for 9:30. He was going to sleep and then head back to the restaurant.

That night he dreamed he was in the new location. It felt so real to him. He looked around and saw Golden.

"Greetings night guard. Welcome to your subconscious. The moments before you may seem real, which they are in a way, but they are not. I am now in control of your mind completely while you sleep. By tomorrow night I will have control of your everyday mind. You will obey me. I can never be stopped because in a way, I don't exist. I am a mere spirit."

"That may be true, but I am the puppet master. I control you and your army of suits. You know damn well that it is true."

"Well, well if it isn't the puppet. This ought to be interesting. Do you think you can just stop me? Go ahead and try."

The puppet moved forth and tried to grab Golden Freddy. Golden Freddy transported himself to the other end of the room.

"Too slow. To think, I thought you would be stronger. Oh well, I guess I will just have to do away with you."

Golden Freddy put his fist through the puppet's face. The puppet fell lifelessly to the ground.

"Well I guess it is up to you now Jeremy. Try to stop me if you can. See you in about 15 minutes or so."

Jeremy snapped awake and lied there panting. The alarm he set was going crazy. Golden Freddy just took over his thoughts! Was the puppet really dead or was that an allusion? Was this all an allusion? He had to find some more answers. He got up and got ready to leave to the restaurant. He was in for the toughest time of his life!

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Well here is the second to last chapter. Good news! I have already started Chapter 1 on Story 3. It will be posted after I post Chapter 9. No spoilers :)! Don't ask me how I did it, but I did it. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Thanks for all the support. I hope to get chapter 9 out today or tomorrow and chapter 1 of story 3 out tomorrow or the next day. Please remember to leave a good or bad review!