It's night time at Purple Guy's Burgers and Fries... who knows what would happen...

Freddy was now waiting for the night guard to come and walk in. It's almost midnight… so he should be here soon. Freddy waited a bit longer and then saw a car driving up to the restaurant. Freddy ducked behind a bush and watched the car. It slowly went into a parking spot and then it was turned off. A man came out of it, wearing a security uniform. He grabbed some keys and opened the doors to the restaurant. He then walked in, and was about to shut the doors behind him. Oh no! Freddy thought. If he locks those doors then I have no way of getting in! I need to do something… Freddy picked up a rock and threw it at his car.

SMASH!

"What the hell was that?" The security guard heard this and hurried over to his car. Freddy quickly made his way into the restaurant and hid behind a corner. He watched as the security guard examined his car, then shrugged his shoulders. Then he made his way into the restaurant and shut the doors behind him, making sure they were locked. He walked past the corner Freddy was behind, without noticing him. Freddy poked his head out to watch where this guy went. He walked into the security office that Freddy had been in once to look for that box. Then the guard turned the lights and the fan on.

DING, DONG, DING!

Freddy jumped when he heard that. He didn't know that bell rang at night too. Freddy saw a clock on the wall and it was now 12:00 AM, or midnight. Freddy knew that all he had to do was watch this guy all night. It was pretty simple, as long as Freddy didn't fall asleep, that is.

For a few minutes, nothing happened. But then the phone started to ring in the office. The man picked it up, and a voice came from the other side. "Uh, hello? Hello?"

"Yeah, I'm here," the security guard said.

"Ha! Great. You made it to the second night. I'm glad you decided to stay."

"Sure… I just need money to pay for rent and all that."

"Right. So you might be wondering, why do the doors use power to close?" the guy on the phone asked.

"Yes actually, I was going to ask that."

"Well, that's just because of safety reasons. There is no reason to be concerned."

"Okay…?" the security guard said as he was looking through the cameras. "So I was wondering, am I going to get paid right after all of my shifts are done?"

"Yes, all five must be done. You cannot miss one."

"Yeah, okay. Well, is there anything else I need to do besides sitting here and watching the cameras?"

"Nope. You are fine. Just sit there and do nothing. It's not like anything bad will happen tonight."

"Uh…"

"Well, I must go now. I'll talk to you tomorrow, if you're still here, that is."

"Okay then. Bye." The phone guy hung up and the security guard sighed. "That guy has issues," he said to himself. He stopped looking at the cameras for a moment and sat back in his chair. Freddy took the chance to run over to a different corner and hide there, where the cameras couldn't see him. The spot he was hiding in was right next to the office's door. Freddy tried to take a closer look at this guy. He had black hair, was quite skinny, and was a little shorter than Freddy. But there was one thing that caught Freddy's eye. His name tag.

The security guard's name was Mike.

Mike.

Freddy started thinking about what to do. Was this the Mike that Lolbit was talking about? Could this man have all of the answers that Freddy needed? Freddy couldn't wait and find out. He slowly creeped up to the door. Then he peeked inside. The security guard heard Freddy's footsteps and turned the light on in the hallway. Freddy was there, smiling. "Hello," he said.

The security guard yelped a bit and immediately shut the door. Freddy had to step back so he didn't get caught in it closing. The door made a huge slamming noise as it hit the floor. "W-who…?" Mike stuttered.

"Hey, calm down. I work here," Freddy said.

"W-why should I believe you?" the security guard asked with fear in his voice.

"Uh… because…?" Freddy said. "I am… uh… Freddy Fazbear. I work here during the day as the singer/performer. I was sent here to… er… check up on you."

"Ch-check up on me? Why? I just called the boss, and he didn't mention anything about you."

Ooooh… so Purple Guy was that guy on the phone… Freddy thought this was odd.

"Oh… ha. Our boss, he just uh… forgets about some things, ya know?"

Mike sat there. "I still don't believe you… Freddy."

Freddy really needed to convince this guy that he worked there. "Uh… your name is Mike."

"Huh? How did you know that?" Mike asked.

"OUR BOSS TOLD ME. Now, let me in. I need to be in there with you to… help observe the surroundings," Freddy said, leaving out the part about his name tag.

Mike just looked at Freddy with doubt in his eyes, but then opened the door. "Come in then…"

"Thank you," Freddy said, walking in the room and pulling up a chair to sit in. "I was wondering, what is your name? Like, full name?

"Mike Schmidt."

"Great. Now we know each other better." Freddy saw him scan the cameras. "Are you on watch for something? Like, is something out there?"

"W-what? No, this is my job. Nothing is out there," he said. Then he looked at Freddy. "Wait, did you hear that?"

"What?" Freddy asked.

"Shhh! Listen."

Freddy closed his mouth and tried to listen for anything. He couldn't hear anything for a while, but then, the sound of light footsteps filled the air. "I hear it."

"Is that a partner of yours?" asked Mike.

"Um… no one else should be here besides you… and me."

The footsteps were getting louder. Mike was rapidly changing the cameras, seeing if anything or anyone was there. Then he gasped.

"Freddy? I-I…"

"What? Did you see something?"

"L-look…"

Freddy looked at the camera that read, "party room," and also gasped in fear. There was… something there. A shadow in the darkness. It was coming closer to the security room. Suddenly, the camera went out and static showed on the screen. Mike started to freak out.

"AH! Turn on! Turn on!"

The camera clicked back on, but then the shadow was gone. Mike and Freddy looked at each camera and then found the shadow in the hallway next to the security office.

"CLOSE THE DOOR!" Mike yelled. Freddy got up and jolted for the door button. He pressed it, and the door slammed shut. Freddy sat back down. Mike looked at Freddy, and Freddy looked at Mike. "This isn't a joke, right?" asked Mike with fear in his voice. Freddy shook his head. Mike looked at the cameras again, and the figure was gone, again. "Oh dear…" said Mike. Suddenly, Freddy and Mike heard loud footsteps, becoming even louder and louder with each step it takes. They looked at each other again. Who's out there? wondered Freddy.

All of a sudden, the footsteps stopped. Mike and Freddy looked at each other in confusion and looked at the cameras. The figure wasn't there, and Mike sighed. "Well, that thing is gone…right?"

"Uh…" Freddy didn't know what to say. He was too worried and cautious. "Sure…?"

BAM!

"AHHHHH!" Mike and Freddy screamed. They looked at the door and saw the shadowy figure slamming on the door. BAM! BAM! BAM! "WHAT DO WE DO?!" yelped Mike, hiding behind his chair.

"I DON'T KNOW! JUST KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED!" Freddy yelled. The figure kept slamming on the door. Then a few seconds later, it stopped and looked through the tiny glass pane that connected the office and the hallway. Freddy could see the figure now. It was a human, but he was wearing a white mask and a yellow party hat. Freddy couldn't get a look at his face because of the mask. But this guy was creepy as heck. "Uh… who is that?" asked Freddy.

"I-I-I… I d-don't…" Mike was shuddering behind the chair and Freddy could see how frightened he was. Then he heard something odd and disturbing. It was the guy on the other side of the door. He was mumbling something. Freddy told Mike to quiet down, so he could hear what this guy was saying.

"…didn't tell me…two guards…" were the only words that Freddy could make out. Then the guy suddenly left without doing anything else. Freddy slowly stood up and turned the cameras back on. He saw the masked man walking over to the supply closet. He went in, but before Freddy could see anything else, the cameras lost connection for a split second, and the man was gone. Freddy was puzzled. Where did he go? Freddy heard some whimpering behind him. He turned around and saw Mike, still on the floor behind his chair. Oh, right. He's still here… Freddy walked up to him and kneeled down next to him.

"That masked guy is gone now," Freddy said, thinking if what he said was really the truth.

"I-I…are you sure?" Mike asked quietly. "He could still be out there, wandering the halls and waiting to attack us when we least expect it…"

"O-kay… though I'm pretty sure that he's gone. See, I'll open the door and prove-"

"NO!" Mike yelled. "Do NOT open that door."

"But the generator will go out if we keep it closed for too long," Freddy said. "And if the power goes out, then we will have a higher chance of being attacked again." Freddy waited for a response from the security guard. Mike nodded slowly, so Freddy then pressed the button. The door quickly opened, and no one was on the other side, thankfully. Freddy and Mike sighed in relief.

"So Mike," Freddy asked, "I have something to ask you."

"Hmm?" asked Mike, who sat back in his chair. "What is it?"

"Have you had ANY kind of social interaction with our boss, besides on the phone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"WHEN and WHERE?" asked Freddy, curious to hear his answer. "I must know. NOW."

"Okay, okay. I saw him the day before this place opened over by the department store. I saw him and I started talking to him about my new job here. Some other guy was with him too, and orange haired guy. He was just on the side, standing there."

"What was he buying? Did you see what he was buying?"

"Uh… not really. All I know was that he was in the electronics section, looking at some kind of things that you would need to start up a computer or something like that. I'm not that good with electronics myself… so… yeah."

"Hm…" Freddy thought about this information for a minute. Why would Purple Guy be in the electronics section at the department store? Why was Lolbit with him? Who was that mysterious masked person trying to attack Mike? Freddy was lost in thought when Mike interrupted and said, "You aren't here for money, correct?"

Freddy looked at Mike in surprise. "What?"

Mike crossed his arms and looked at Freddy. "You work here. But I feel like you work here for a reason other than to pay for some food or rent. Maybe you work here, not for money, but for information…"

Freddy's eyes widened. "Uh… what are you talking about…?" he said, trying to play it off.

"Who are you?" asked Mike. "I know that you are someone different."

"Really? How do you actually know? Do you have any proof?" questioned Freddy.

"The way you walk. The way you speak. The way you come in here so suddenly without me noticing, and the fact that you ask so many questions. If I was smart, I'd think that you were trying to look for me from before. That's how you knew my name."

"Uh…" Freddy was speechless. This guy could tell that he was doing his own investigation. He looked at this guy and smiled. "You're pretty smart."

"I just have common sense," Mike said, smiling back. Freddy wondered if he should tell this guy about his mission.

"You can keep a secret, yeah?" asked Freddy.

"Sure."

"Okay then. I'm a secret agent."

"I KNEW IT!" said Mike, congratulating himself. "Who do you work for?"

"F.N.A.F.," said Freddy.

"I have never heard of that," Mike said.

"That's good. That means we are doing our job correctly then." Freddy scanned the cameras one more time before saying, "I'm here investigating this restaurant."

"Why?" Mike said, intrigued at the fact that he was talking to a secret agent.

"The owner, Purple Guy, is a very mysterious person. We think that he might be the same person from many years ago that kidnapped and murdered children."

"WHOA," Mike said. "I was not expecting that."

"Yeah. So… I'm here investigating. Don't tell anyone please. It's very important to me that you do NOT tell anyone."

"I will not tell anyone. I promise."

"Great." Freddy sighed. "It feels good to get that off of my chest. I've been trying to work here as a performer who sings for little children. It's hard, you know?" Freddy looked at the clock. It was only 2:34 AM, and the sun was still not up yet. Freddy sighed again. "I suggest that you go and quit this job. It isn't safe here."

"I think I might agree with that," Mike said. "I don't think I want any more masked, party people here trying to get me. I'll just call the boss and-"

"No!" Freddy said. "Just leave without telling him. It's better."

"Um… okay then, I will in the morning." Mike and Freddy were both seated in the chairs, constantly checking the cameras. "What now?" asked Mike.

"Eh… I don't know. Do you want to leave now?"

"The doors are locked until 6:00 AM…" said Mike sadly. "I don't know why they would do that."

"Oh." Freddy looked around the room, seeing if anything was there. "Well, to pass the time, do you want to play some cards?" he asked, picking up a deck of cards on the desk. Mike just looked at him with 'seriously?' look on his face. Freddy retaliated with a 'yeah' look on his face. Mike sighed.

"Alright. But we still have to make sure that we check the cameras every so often."

Freddy nodded, and opened the deck.

The safe-room door opened. He saw his creation walk in, coming back with nothing. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You were supposed to get me that security guard! Do you not want a new soul?"

"M-master…" said the masked creation, slowly stumbling over to his master. "Cannot… attack…"

"Hmm? And why is that?" he said, getting up from his chair and walking over to him. "Ennard, why can you not attack the security guard?"

"T-t-t-t…" he stuttered.

"Is it happening again?"

Ennard nodded. "S-soul…" he said as he pointed to his chest where the heart is supposed to be. "D-d-damaged…"

"Yes, I know. That is why we need the new guard! To fix your soul. So I'll ask again, why didn't you capture him?"

"T-t-two… g-g-g-guards…"

"WHAT?" he boomed. "Two guards? Impossible. I only hired one poor and unfortunate human. Not two of them. This is odd…"

"M-Mike… and… s-s-singer…" Ennard said, slowly falling to his knees. "I… can't… too… tired…" he fell on the floor. "Father... Purple Guy... h-help?"

"What?" Purple Guy said, ignoring his plead. "You said that there was a… singer? Ohh… this cannot be good. It's that agent of dear old Puppet." He sighed. "I even sent him a note saying to be careful of his actions… ugh. He never listens. I'll just take care of him myself…" he walked over to Ennard and said, "Get up."

"B-b-but…"

"GET UP NOW," Purple Guy commanded. Ennard slowly got to his feet, but he was slightly shaking. "You can rest, but not here on my carpet. Go rest on the couch or something," he said, pointing to his couch. Ennard nodded and stumbled over to the couch, and fell on it. Purple Guy sighed again. "I really need that new soul for him…" he mumbled to himself. "I will just have to get a child's soul for now…" he picked up his phone and dialed a number. A girl's happy voice answered.

"Haha! He~llo? Who is this?"

"Your father. We have a problem."

"Oh… what?"

"Get a child tomorrow. It's for that thing you call a brother."

"Ugh, dad. Like, seriously, you need to be nicer to him. He is your son," she replied. "Also, I can get a child tomorrow. No problem. I'll tell the others too. Is that it?"

"Freddy Fazbear."

There was silence for a little bit. Then the girl said, "What about him?"

"Kill him."

"Whoa… what? Now? Like tomorrow?"

"Yes. Tomorrow. He's interrupting my plans here, and he's a threat to us. Tell the others of that too."

She was silent for a moment, then said, "Uh… but I thought we had to get information out of him first…"

Purple guy scoffed, and then sighed. "You're right. UGH! But I want him gone!" he slammed his fist on his desk.

"It's okay, we'll kill him sooner or later… don't worry dad. Well, I gotta go now! I have to sleep too, you know. Bye!" she said.

"Bye, my dear Baby."