I spent the day trying to speak, trying to make real sounds that even made a little bit of sense. Every time I pushed sounds out of my throat, a disgusting screech emitted from me. I wasn't making much progress, but eventually I made out some words.

"Save…" I hissed. "Save…. Me…" I tried to practice what I'd say to you when I seen you again. "Hhhhhhhhhelp…." If any of the ghosts walked in on me right now, I'd be so embarrassed.

I was starting to get exhausted from all of this hard work. Hopefully I'd be able to say these things later and you'd be able to understand me, but I barely understand myself, I doubt that would happen.

I needed to teach myself not to be so shy, at least just for today. I need to stop thinking about the power you have over me, and more of the power I have over you. If things go well tonight, I'll be able to have you take me to the door and let me out of here. If things go badly… There's a number of things that could happen. I'd rather not think about it.

Several hours pass and I still haven't seen any of my ghost friends. Where have they gone? Were they mad at me? I can see why they would be. I'd be mad at me too.

It's almost midnight, and you're not here yet. I was beginning to lose hope. Maybe you got fired, or maybe you even forgot you had a job. Perhaps you even died at some point today, but that wasn't very likely.

Then, I heard footsteps. It was you, only a few minutes late. I was overreacting for nothing. I was feeling anxious though, earlier, the thought of seeing you didn't seem too bad, but now that you're actually HERE, I felt like my robotic heart was going to burst out of my broken chest.

I paced through the halls, my arms crossed. I felt restless, I needed to move in any way I could, but I couldn't go near your office, not yet at least. I was still a bit scared. I breathed, in, out, in, out.

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the big window. You were staring in my direction, just like the other night. You looked frightened.

"What are you? What do you want?" You trembled in your seat. It was a fold out chair, the exact kind we used years ago when we didn't have enough seats during birthday parties.

I hissed "Hhhhhhhh..."

"Go away... Please... Don't hurt me..." your voice wavered, your legs shook. I made a mistake, but I couldn't back out now. I walked closer to the doorway, and you pushed yourself and your chair closer to the wall furthest from me.

"Sssssave..." I croaked. "Ssssssssave...Meeeee..."

You pulled the box under your box closer to you and went through it in a frenzy, throwing things here and there. I don't know why you were so scared, I wasn't even near you. I stood in the doorway, not making a move. I tried my hardest not to startle you.

"G-Get away from me! Get out of here!" you commanded firmly as you finally pulled out a small flashlight, switching it on.

"Hhhhhhhelp... Hhhhhhelp..." I took a small step forward, lifting my arm towards you. "Meeeeee... It's meeeeeeeeee..." I hissed. I don't know where that phrase came from. It's been in my mind a lot lately.

You were basically vibrating now, beads of sweat dripping down your face and neck. You really were afraid of me. "For the love of God, please get out of here!"

You started flicking your flashlight on and off rapidly, thinking that would scare me off. I felt that all-too-familiar feeling again, my servos locked up and I growled. I fell onto my knees and twitch slightly. I could barely see you anymore, I was starting to black out.

I watched your silhouette, you stood up and looked down at me. It seemed that every time I blinked, your head was shaped differently. One second it was shaped like Freddy, the next it was shaped like Foxy, then Chica. Finally, It was shaped like... Myself. I didn't have enough time to react or process what just happened. Maybe they were just hallucinations. That happens a lot before and after my robotic seizures. Like I said, they're much more severe than any human seizure.

Finally, everything went black. I didn't wake up for a long time, but when I did, the ghosts weren't around me like they usually were. I was in the same place I was before, the old storage room, but you were gone. I was truly alone, completely abandoned.