This job sucks

"Okay… so I'm stuck in this fucking office… it's fucking twelve… I left my fucking gun in my truck… this job fucking sucks."

As Alex sat in the office chair in the security office, he checks the doors to make sure they work… followed shortly by the lights.

"Well… everything is in working order…"

That's when the phone started to ring. Just like before, he let it ring till the answering machine picked it up.

"Uhh, Hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses. Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone's in their proper place. You know...

"Uh... Interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so, hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right? I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors. So if-if you can't find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react... Uh, not that you would be in any danger, of course. I'm not implying that. Also, check on the curtain in Pirate Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn't like being watched. I don't know. Anyway, I'm sure you have everything under control! Uh, talk to you soon."

Alex rolls his eyes and says, "That character in Pirate Cove attacked me so… doesn't like to be watched my ass. The fucker stabbed me."

He checks the cameras and sees that both Bonnie and Chica are gone. "Night two."

Flipping through the cameras, Alex finds Bonnie in the Party Room and Chica in the bathrooms. All the sudden, Alex hears what sounds like a child's laugh coming down the west hallway.

"What the hell? There should be no children here."

Getting up, he grabs his flashlight and turns it on before leaving the security room. "Who's in here?"

Again, he hears a child's laugh coming from down the hall. Proceeding down the hall, Alex keeps shouting, "Kid, where are you? Please kid, it is not safe in here."

As he's walking, he hears what sounds like children… talking?

"Foxy! Foxy! Foxy!"

"Mommy look! It's Freddy!"

"Chica is the best!"

"I like Bonnie!"

"Foxy! I like how he talks… and I like Freddy… and Chica… and Bonnie… I like all of them!"

"Mommy look! Goldie! Goldie!"

"Hey Goldie, where are we going? Goldie? Goldie, what's that? Oh, you want me to turn around and count to ten? Okay! One, two, three, four, five- Ahh! It hurts! Ahh! Mommy!"

Alex stops dead in his tracks and looks around, trying to find out where the voices were coming from. "Kids! Where are you?!"

"Mommy!"

The voices soon disappeared. As silence soon returned, Alex looks around, trying to figure out what just happened.

"What… kids?"

All the sudden, from the end of the hall, he hears, "Murderer…"

Twisting around, he sees a… a boy, wearing white clothing… but the wrists of the sleeves were black… and the pants matched at the ankles. As the boy stood there, a black liquid dripped down onto the floor.

"Hey kid… are you alright?"

The boy stood there quietly, not moving. After a good thirty seconds, he looks up and Alex's blood runs cold. The boy had no eyes… and his mouth was torn open… as if stuffed into one of the machines.

"Jesus…"

One of his hands raises up and, pointing at the guard, the boy says really quietly, "You… murdered us…"

"I didn't murder you… I just started yesterday."

"Murderer…"

That's when he heard the boy scream… a scream that sounded a lot like Foxy, before he charged. Alex turned to run… but there were four other children behind him. Two girls and two boys.

The four raised their arms and they all said in unison, "Murderer…"

"What the fuck?!"

He twisted back around… only to see the boy's face up close. He heard a laugh of some kind before everything went black.

Opening the curtains, Foxy looks to see that the camera was off. "Ha, the landlubber hasn't been watchin' me! I'll get 'im good!"

Taking off down the hallway, Foxy didn't even notice the guard as he ran passed him into his office. Shrieking as loud as possible, he suddenly stops when he sees… that the guard isn't in there.

"What the-? Where the bloody hell is that blasted guard?"

Looking up, he sees Chica in the window, confused as to why Foxy is in there and not the guard. Pushing away from the window, she walks inside and asks, "Are you the guard for the day?"

"No, why would I be the bloody guard? I'm just tryin' to figure out where the lad went."

That's when he hears Bonnie from down the hall. "Hey guard, why are you sleeping on the floor? Guard? Guard? Hello? You okay?"

Foxy rolls his eyes and, walking down the hall, he sees Bonnie looking down at the guard. "What the bloody hell is the lad doin'?"

"I don't know… maybe he's tired?"

"It's three. I mean, what is he doin' in the hall?"

"I don't know…"

"Well don't just stand there! Feel his pulse?"

Bonnie puts his hand on the guard's neck, but Foxy suddenly shouts, "What the fuck ye be doing?!"

"I'm checking his pulse."

"I said check, not strangle!"

With an awkward chuckle, Bonnie lightens his touch before he says, "Seems kind of… a little too fast for the normal person."

"Oh Jesus… somethin' scared the guard good… and it wasn't me… what the fuck?!"

"So… should we stuff him in a suit?"

"No, take him back to the office. We can't just kill the landlubber when he's like this. We'll get him tomorrow."

A/N: My friend busted this out really quickly when I said that you guys loved it. He then spent a good day editing it. Anyways, I was reading it and I got to the children part... Jesus, that was fucking freaky. Just imagine being a guard... and it is fucking dark... and all you have is a flashlight... and all you hear are children... and you can't see them, but you can hear them. I think I'd never go back to that job... ever.

So thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!