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Chapter 17

Night 5: The Final Night

The boys all froze as soon as everything went black and the sound of the power going out became audible. Yes, they only had a minute and a half to go, but that doesn't mean something can't still happen. What was even worse was that they heard Freddy's laugh, and it sounded like it was right outside their door.

Slowly the boys all backed away from where they were into the middle of the security room like it was going to protect them. Suddenly out of nowhere lights started flickering in the left hand side door, which were the eyes of Freddy. Brad slowly nudged Ross "He's your animatronic... you go sort him out..."

"Fuck that..." Ross said, trying to be quiet in the hope that Freddy wouldn't notice them.

All the boys clenched tightly onto one another and shut their eyes, preparing themselves for the worst, but after a couple of seconds they slowly re-opened their eyes to find Freddy had gone from the hallway. At least they think he had. "Is that a good thing he's gone?" Ashton asked.

Ross shrugged "I don't know."

"Well, didn't Freddy get someone who attempted this previously when the lights went out?" Brad asked.

"I don't know!" Ross shouted, and then let his hands fly to his mouth as he's almost 100% sure his voice had echoed throughout the whole building for everything inside to hear.

Footsteps could be heard slowly coming down the hallway. "Oh, good one Ross..." Brad muttered.

Ross turned around and went to go retort back to Brad, but he felt something big grab his arm and try to pull him out of the room. As he went to scream, all of a sudden, the lights in the entire building came back on, and whatever had hold of Ross's arm still did. The boys became confused, but when Ashton looked over to Ross he gasped, putting his hands over his mouth. "Oh my, God!" Brad said, when he saw it.

Ross slowly turned his head around, flinching slightly, when he saw Freddy stood there, with his mouth wide open, and his hand clutched to Ross's arm. But he wasn't doing anything any more.

"Hey g—whoa!" A familiar voice said, almost running into Freddy. It was Samael.

Samael squeezed passed Freddy in the doorway and got into the security office "Close call, I see." Samael said, looking at Ross who looked petrified and he nodded.

"It's 6 a.m.?" Brad asked, feeling relieved.

Samael nodded "Yeah. I didn't come alone today, I have another employee with me. Good thing too, otherwise I'd have had nobody to of run downstairs to the basement to re-start the generator," Samael looked at Ross and sighed, taking his arm out of Freddy's hand "don't worry, they're not active any more. Well, they are when midnight comes tonight. No, what I mean is that it's not after hours any more, so therefore they won't try to kill you. You know what, I'll just take him back to the stage, and the others if they're roaming about somewhere," Samael re-activated Freddy so he was switched on and once he switched back on, the boys jumped in case he did try to kill them.

He turned Freddy around and pushed him gently out of the door so Freddy could make his own way back. Samael turned back round to the boys, he furrowed his brow "There's less of you... Where's the other one? Was it Luke?" Samael asked, the others nodded "where's he?"

"Why don't you ask your friend Chica?" Ross asked, sitting down in the security chair.

"Oh..."

"Yeah, have fun trying to get her back to the stage. Or should I say he, now?"

Samael sighed "Listen, I'm sorry guys... but, I did warn you guys what you were getting yourselves into. You didn't have to agree to do this. But, hey. There wasn't this many left the last time this was attempted. Who knows. Maybe the three of you might survive your last night. Or... maybe I might only be seeing one of you when the clock next hits 6 a.m. But, I reckon it'll be the first one. Cos, there's no point in getting almost to the end and not finishing it, right?" He asked.

"Right..." Brad said, seeming unsure about this.

Samael smiled "Well, I won't keep you guys any longer. You're all going to want to go home and sleep, as well as somehow explain where your friend Luke's gone."

Ashton slowly put on his coats "Yeah, guys, c'mon, lets just go. I can't stand being here any longer." He said, making his way towards the door.

"You've got to spend another night here." Brad said.

Ashton shrugged "I'd rather stay away from this place as much as I possibly can. And maybe by the end of tonight I might end up staying away from it permanently." Ashton said as he and Brad walked down the hallway, leaving Ross behind in the security room by himself yet again.

Ross got up from the chair and stopped when he got passed Samael. He turned around and patted his shoulder "If I were you, I'd wash that bin out." Ross said before exiting the security room.

He jumped when he saw Ashton leaned against the wall waiting for him, but with no Brad. He stared, confused "Where's Brad?" Ross asked.

"He went on ahead. I told him too. I need to talk to you." Ashton said, he glanced into the security office before the two boys slowly began to walk up the hallway to leave "you know Luke wasn't mean to be killed by Chica, right?" Ashton asked, Ross nodded "so, now what?"

Ross shrugged "I don't... I don't know... who was he meant to be killed by?"

"Bonnie."

"Well, whoever was meant to be killed by Chica might get killed by Bonnie?" Ross questioned, being unsure "Or maybe whoever was supposed to be killed by Chica cheated their death."

Ashton scratched the back of his head "Maybe... but... what if it's changed now? What if because Luke got killed by Chica, mine, yours and Brad's death or escape has been swapped around. What if you get out alive but me and Brad don't?" Ashton asked.

Ross breathed deeply "I'm gonna be honest, Ash. I don't think I'm gonna survive another night." He said with a weak smile before walking on ahead of Ashton who had stopped.

Ashton sighed, watching as Ross disappeared around the corner. He shook his head and went to go catch up to him and Brad, failing to notice Samael watching him from the security room door. He stared down suspiciously before going back into the security office.

Samael picked up the five full folders from the previous attempt at the five nights and moved them to the side before picking up the five empty ones that now had to be filled. He filled in the first two with Rocky and Luke's name on it, along with what animatronic killed them. There was already a picture of them both stuck inside it. He picked up the three remaining folders that had Ashton, Ross and Brad's name in it.

He tapped the folders in his hands before putting the five old folders into a box he had pulled up from underneath the desk, and he added the folders with Rocky and Luke's name in them. That box was almost ready to go elsewhere, that shall not be named yet, he just needed the other three folders to be filled in. And, by the end of their fifth night. They would be.

Samael stuck the three remaining folders in the corner out of sight and put the box with the other folders hidden underneath the desk. He went to go leave the room to make sure the other animatronics had returned back to the stage, but three other folders caught his eye. Three brand new ones that he hadn't seen before.

Why were there three brand new folders?

Samael sighed "Not again, this happened last time." he said, going over to them.

He opened up the first folder where a piece of scrap paper with writing on it fell onto the floor. He picked it up where it had three other names on it. They were most definitely not Ashton, Ross or Brad's. These were brand new. He shook his head "I thought this was the last time this was gonna happen." Samael muttered.

He opened up the folders and began writing the names in. Once the names were written in, he tossed them into another box that was in the corner of the room and left the room this time to see to the animatronics.

"Why are we here?"

Ross turned his head to Brad who was sat in the security chair in the corner of the room. He shrugged "Ask Ashton. He insisted that we come because it's not fair."

"I would but he's not here. And it's after midnight." Brad said, starting to feel scared for Ashton and a little bit annoyed too.

Ross and Brad were both starting to sense that Ashton might have decided on his own that he didn't want to do the fifth night any more because of what happened to Luke, which is understandable for more reasons that one. He didn't want to run the risk of dying and Ashton and Luke have always been close. But a little message from Ashton telling him he wasn't going to come would have been nice.

They hadn't checked the camera's yet because they didn't want the same thing to happen as yesterday when they ran out of power. Because who knows, maybe they'll run out of power earlier and Ross's near death with Freddy won't be a near death this time.

Ross stood up, beginning to pace around the room "Where the hell is he?! If he's not here by 1, we're leaving! There is no way in hell I'm doing this without him!"

"We can't leave, it's too dangerous. We might get caught by one of the characters." Brad got up from the seat and finally decided to check the camera's "Oh, no. Bonnie and Chica have gone." he switched off the camera's.

Ross switched on the lights to each door, and nothing was there "Well, they're not outside the doors. Maybe they've only just left the stage."

Brad hushed Ross "I can hear something..." He said.

Ross stayed quiet and heard what sounded like footsteps getting closer to the room. The boys both glanced at each other and Ross edged slowly towards the door where he switched on the light, he screamed when he saw Ashton stood there about to walk in, which also made Ashton scream too. Ross grabbed hold of Ashton and threw him into the security office "Where the hell have you been?!" Ross asked, raising his voice.

Ashton threw some batteries on the desk "Batteries for the walkie-talkies and flash lights that gave out or almost gave out on us last night," Ashton said "also, I was trying to get out of the house... but my sister wouldn't let me leave now that she knows what I've been doing this week. She almost told my Mom. Luckily she was in bed and Lauren won't dare disturb her whilst she's sleeping. Also, I tried to get in through the back door... but it's locked."

"How did you get in then?" Brad asked.

"Basement window. But, I couldn't see where the hell I was going, that's what took so long. I had my hands in front of me, searching for stuff to touch and hold onto like a blind man. I think I accidentally crashed into the generator that controls the power of the building. Might have accidentally knocked the power down or up a bit..."

Brad stared at Ashton suspiciously. He lifted up the computer and checked the power, seeing they had gone from 99%... to 88%. "ASHTON!" Brad shouted, turning around "you just knocked our chances of survival down by 11%!"

"Sorry! I didn't mean too! It was an accident! Besides! Us being here knocks down our survival."

"How come the back doors locked?" Ross asked, making the other two look at him "because, they haven't been locked in the past four nights. Why all of a sudden this night?"

Brad and Ashton looked at each other. This really got them thinking now. Especially since the back door being locked had also put their chances of survival down. Basically, tonight, their chances of survival were really low.

The guys jumped when they heard Freddy's laugh echo throughout the building, meaning he had left the stage. Ross had his hand on his heart that was increasing it's rate. But it was the next thing that nearly made all of their hearts stop completely.

The phone started ringing.

Everyone glanced at each other, either confused or scared. "Isn't someone going to answer it?" Ross asked, confused as to why Brad and Ashton looked scared "alright, I'll answer it."

"NO!" Brad said, stopping him "don't you understand?"

Ross shook his head.

"The phone guy died last night and he's the only one with the security office number."

Ross glanced at the phone, becoming scared "T-then... who's calling..?" Ross asked.

Ashton walked over to the phone and pressed the answer button, putting it on loud speaker where a screech of static sounded. All the phone call was, was static along with someone or something mumbling words they couldn't understand.

Brad sat down on the security office chair, Ross leaned against the wall and Ashton sat on the desk next to the phone as the static continued.

Then, the voice finally became clear for them to hear.

"I'm you," the voice whispered roughly and deeply on the other end of the phone.

Ashton's head snapped down to the phone as soon as it said that, but for some reason Brad and Ross didn't seem affected by it. It was almost like they couldn't hear it. "Guys, did you just hear that voice?" Ashton asked.

"What voice?" Ross asked. Brad didn't say a word, he just slouched in the chair, staring at the phone.

What the hell. Why didn't they hear it?

The voice on the other end of the phone returned to normal, but sounded rough and deep still "I am not one of those petty animatronics. I exist only in your mind," the voice said, dragging out the word "mind" and pausing for a short while.

What.

"I am your darkest secrets, your greatest fears. I. Am... your devil," the voice paused again.

Ashton jumped down off the desk, wanting to back away from the phone but the others would get suspicious if he did that. If Ross and Brad knew Ashton was seeing and hearing things that were only in his head and nobody else's, they'd think he was going insane and have him locked up in a mental asylum. He doesn't want that.

As if the phone call couldn't get any scarier, the next part confused Ashton the most.

"I know that you are unaware of what you've done. But soon, I will remind you," the voice paused, yet again as if it was letting Ashton sink this into his brain. "You will have to face... the evil... that you have brought... upon yourself," he paused again.

Ashton shook his head, breathing slightly heavier than before "I... I haven't done anything..." Ashton mumbled to himself, but loud enough for Ross and Brad to hear. They looked at him, confused.

"You have to learn about the horrible things you have done. And when you finally discover the truth, I will..." the voice paused "shut you down. Forever."

After that, the phone line went dead and whoever it was hung up.

Ashton stood still, frozen slightly as he didn't know what to say or think right now. He was so confused.

Brad stood up from the chair quickly "What the hell was that?!" Brad asked, looking at the phone and between Ross and Ashton.

Ashton turned his head to Brad "Y-you heard the voice on the phone?" Ashton asked.

Brad nodded "Yes! Of course I did! What the hell was it talking about? I haven't done anything! More importantly, we haven't done anything!" Brad protested.

Ross looked between Ashton and Brad, lost and confused "Guys, I didn't hear a thing. All I could hear was static, a voice that was mumbled and over taken by the static and then a scream at the end of it. What did you both hear?" Ross asked.

Brad shook his head "I... I don't even know myself," he turned to Ashton who looked like he was about to break "Ash... are you alright?"

"If I haven't done anything, then why do I feel guilty?" Ashton asked, his voice cracking.

"Maybe you have done something, but you just can't remember." Ross said, still against the wall.

"That's what he said on the phone. Well, near enough the same thing... Except... you know... scarier..." Brad said, with a slight shrug. But he was slightly scared at the familiarity of what Ross said and what whoever the guy was on the phone said.

Was it weird that Brad didn't seem scared by that phone call at all? Yet, it seemed like it was affecting Ashton a lot. Ashton shook his head, taking a deep breath and trying to shake it off "Doesn't matter, not important. I'm being stupid. We—we should... probably get, going you know? Keep an eye on Freddy and Bonnie, and make sure they don't get any of us. Who's going after who?"

"I'll go after Freddy, I might as well," Ross said, coming away from the wall and grabbing a couple of batteries for his walkie-talkie and torch in case they ran out "but, I don't want to do it alone after what happened this morning – well, yesterday."

"I'll go with you," Brad said "I'm tired of chasing after a bunny that doesn't even do anything. He chased me once. He doesn't do much. Ashton, you just stay in here and watch the camera's for Foxy and Bonnie. They don't seem like they can do any harm tonight. We'll tell you if something's happened."

Ashton nodded "Alright, I'll see you guys later. Hopefully."

Ashton sat down in the security office chair as Ross and Brad left to go find Freddy. He sighed and pulled himself closer to the desk, leaning on it as he began to over-think the phone call and panic slightly.

Why was he feeling all these emotions for?

Panic. Guilt. Worry.

More guilt.

He hadn't done anything. He doesn't understand. What's he done that's so evil and horrible?

"He's just a kid, he doesn't know anything." A male voice echoed through Ashton's head.

Several male voices echoed throughout his head at things he could suddenly and vaguely start to remember. Only words though, not actually what happened when hearing the words.

"Yeah, but it's been a while since we were kids. Maybe we should listen to one."

Ashton rubbed his head, trying to get them to go away. Clearly, he was starting to go insane.

And he couldn't afford to on his final night.

Next: Night 5: Ross & Brad VS Freddy

Then: Night 5: Every Man For Himself

After: Night 5: It's Me

Finally: Epilogue

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Thoughts on Ross's near-death when Freddy grabbed him?

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Thoughts on the folder situation & the new names?

Thoughts on Ashton accidentally knocking the power down?

Thoughts on the phone call?

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Who do you think is going to make it to the end now?

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