Guy had been left feeling confused and with an empty feeling inside, He hadn't really known what to expect from his encounter with one of the creepiest and nerving people he had ever met. Why talk about the reasons behind the animatronics phenomenon, why bother? It sounded like he knew more than he was letting on and that was the most nerving part of the encounter. He had gone home that afternoon feeling ever so slightly paranoid, as working for Fazbear generally tended to make one do.

After falling asleep watching some documentary on the black widow spider, he awoke to his alarm. Telling him it was time to call up the next vict- employee settling down for work and lay down the score for the night. Guy rubbed at his sore and tired eyes, reaching for the phone as he hesitantly dialled the all too familiar number. Reaching for his usual anti-depressant medication as he did so, popping a pill in his mouth before grabbing a cup of water.

The phone was answered after a lot of confusing static. But it was not. What he had expected. This voice. It wasn't human.

"H-…H-….HELLO- ZZZT- MR.."

Guy jumped, nearly choking on the water as he slammed the cup down, his heart racing in his chest. He knew then and there it was one of those monsters, He couldn't make out which one in particular although if he had to guess. The voice was female.

"H-HELP UZ-ZZZT- HELP- HE COMES BACK HERE." The voice seemed to ebb out, becoming quieter amongst the static as a raspy whisper. "He- see's – us. He enjoys seeing us suf-" The line cut out going dead, leaving Guy trembling and in shock. He was too worked up to decipher whatever kind of message the thing wanted to pass on to him, he didn't ask for this when he signed up with Fazbear. He didn't want this.

He heard a rustling from the bushes outside his window that made his heart thud hard against his chest, holding his breath he looked toward the window. He couldn't make out anything, but he could feel a pair of eyes watching him. Guy understood his mild paranoia but he was certain this wasn't just a scare left from the phone call, he looked towards the door as a thought crossed his mind. Had he locked the door when he came in earlier? He stared with frightened eyes to the door handle, keeping as still as he were able in the silence. He saw the handle begin to turn and he bolted, he darted to the closest cover he could find. Behind the kitchen counter. Grabbing a knife off the side as he went. His back against the kitchen cupboard, trying to control his rapid breathing as he shut his eyes. Oh God why him? Why did this kind of stuff have to happen to him?

He heard the front door open and gently close, confident footsteps entering the room and seeming to come to a halt in the middle of his living room. Guy contemplated his options, he could make a run for the backdoor.. But.

He was frozen in fear, he couldn't dare himself to move.

Eyes closed.

Silence and darkness.

Maybe this was another one of his anxiety fuled dreams.. Yeah.. That's gotta be it. Any minute now he would wake up in his nice warm bed to the faint raze of sunlight..

What seemed like hours passed before he were able to open his eyes, still clutching the kitchen knife.

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Author note:

OKAY I know I've been gone in forever but I happened to stumble across this and think OH hey! I have a fanfic account. I've been itching to make more fanfictions, sorry if this chapter or my writing has taken a change. I'll have to try get used to writing again after about a year's hiatus from fiction writing. :'D
I'm all set to make the next chapter ASAP, But I wonder if anyone is still gonna read this after all this time :O