"Hello, hello, I know this isn't the best time, but something was just drawn to my attention." Mike's expression soured at the sound of Gregor's voice and then even more so when he saw what time it was. It was midnight, of course. Absolute worst possible time. The animatronics went haywire on this night! Yet, to his confusion, the background was silent. That was odd. Still, he needed this call over asap.

"Be quick with it, the animatronics are most active tonight." Mike snapped irately. He shifted around and looked at the doorways with caution, "Though, I have a few things to say myself…"

There was a moment of silence before Gregor spoke again, "Our mechanic developed a device to lock the animatronic's joints. He'd made it at home and just finished it, but refused to come in tonight and drop it off. For obvious reasons."

Another in on it, Mike noted bitterly. He pushed past it when he listened for movement, but again got nothing. Only background noise was the hum of the AC unit coming from the vents and the faint music drifting from the prize corner. Tentatively he gave a bit of merit to what he'd been told, for now, he wouldn't put it past ghosts to override it sometime later. He flipped to the prize corner on the tablet and winded the music box, while he answered, "Yeah, they haven't moved yet."

"Good. Now, since we have a moment; so far, what's it that you have to say?" Gregor questioned with mildly curious tone. Mike looked to the phone. He'd not heard him use the tone before. It sounded odd from someone who was typically apathetic towards him.

"Someone got stuffed into a suit, I found it in the supply room closet. Don't know who it was but it was a guy." Mike reported, his body shuddered in revulsion as he recalled the sight. So much blood. Whoever it was, they had to have been marred beyond recognition. Tragic as Kyle's death was, this was horrendous in sheer brutality.

"You said that the animatronics weren't moving? How'd that happen then? They shouldn't be able to move before midnight." Gregor pointed out tersely from the other end of the line.

With no movement to be heard still, yet the air remained uneasy, Mike responded, "I told you before, that their killer is here. All the cameras are offline, that happened last night before Kyle was killed!"

Mike's heart began to pound in his chest as his emotions got worked up at the mention of his former work partner. His hands tensed, body ready to up and bolt at the drop of a hat. He could only hear his own breath before the security head spoke again, "Are you sure? Heard anything? Seen him?"

"No, it's still quiet. Pretty sure he did all this before I arrived." Mike answered, eye turned back to the hall. The relative silence from the rest of the pizzeria was beginning to unnerve him. Even when he knew it was the work of some gadget, it felt like something was building up in the air, waiting to come crashing down on him. It couldn't be this simple to keep the animatronics in check.

"None of the other ghost seem to be able to do anything like that."

"He's also not a kid, from what I know about ghosts, evil people make malevolent spirits. His "rules" are probably different." He answered and shifted uncertainly in his chair, leg bouncing anxiously. There was nothing to go on. So far, at least, this joint lock seemed to be holding. Far as he could tell anyway, there wasn't any way for him to tell with the cameras out. Maybe, if he put the head on, he could brave his way out to Mangle or Foxy-a surge of bristle from his hook scar immediately pushed that thought away. Maybe he could dare to go and see how Mangle was reacting, he'd also have his flashlight. The fox was relatively on its own, the only other animatronic in that hall was Balloon Boy, and he'd have Puppet under lock and key. It was his safest bet.

"So, what're you going to do Mike? You don't have much to go on, from what I can tell." There was a particular edge to Gregor's voice. One which Mike couldn't tell if he was tense, or didn't believe him and was giving a half-attempt to be supportive. The guard was to on edge and unrested, so he didn't devote further energy to decipher if the tone was one of the two, or something else.

"Don't know." Mike admitted as his eyes drifted to the screen and winded up the music box again. He exhaled to calm himself, adding, "Maybe the tablet will show when he decides to come out?"

"What?" This time Gregor's voice portrayed clear, caught off guard, confusion.

Mike's brows furrowed in returned confusion, "Yeah, I told you. The tablet showed that purple pixel guard, before Mangle jumped Kyle and I."

"Right, right," Gregor stammered as he recollected himself. A tired exhale sounded over the phone, "tired and it slipped my mind."

Unsympathetic to the man causing all this suffering, Mike only gave a dull grunt in response. He did decide to divulge more information though, "I think I found out the name of one of the victims though, and the killer's"

"Really? How? Through the tablet?" Gregor's tone picked up again in interest.

"Yeah, showed me the names Alice and Davey." Mike answered, "I only tell you this, cause I want you to look around. If we find more out then maybe it'll lead us to something. Figure out where this Davey lived or people who knew him."

"I see…" Gregor's response was a slow droll. A hum then he continued, "I'll see what I can dig up. The animatronics still stationary?"

"Yeah. I haven't heard anything."

"Well, at least you should only have one thing to worry about. Leave you to it. Maybe this Alice, will show you more tonight."

"Hopefully." Before Gregor could hang up, Mike asked, "One last thing, why didn't you call me before this?"

Gregor sounded irate and huffed, "I'd assumed you'd be sleeping and would get annoyed by the wake up, considering your situation."

"How considerate." Mike retorted with similar, lacked, warmth, "Later then."

The phone hung up, the nightguard sat on his chair and stared down at the mostly dark screened tablet. He wound the music box yet again as he thought over whether or not, he was seriously going to venture out of the relative safety of the office. His leg continued to bounce anxiously. The animatronics still hadn't moved by the sound of it. If they were able to, he knew Foxy would've jumped him by now. With the cameras offline, there was nothing to hold him off. Mike ran a hand through his hair, the silence was more of a burden than a relief to him. It didn't feel right. He was too used to his life being constantly threatened during his shifts at this franchise and in every dream for the last thirty years. The nightmares had ruined his ability to be relaxed at night.

He shook his head and swore under his breath. Mike hoisted the Freddy head onto his own, held the tablet under one arm, flashlight readied in the other. The mask swiveled slightly from side to side as Mike shook his head underneath it. He knew this was stupidly risky, but his nerves needed further validation that most of his threats were under lock and key before he attempted to try and figure out how to deal with the killer's ghost. The only thing he could think of though was the flashlight. That worked on most of them, except the Puppet so far. If it was similarly undeterred like the gift giver, then- he was going to be in for a rough night of cat and mouse.

The halls, were still heavily laden with the drone of the ac only stirred by his light, quiet footsteps as he walked towards Kid's Cove. The light from the security office gradually faded in shades as he walked away from his haven and into the dark. A few steps from the entrance to the side room, Mike turned on the security flashlight with a push of his thumb. The beam of light carved away the darkness before him and revealed the once shrouded area around him. To the right, was the indoor playset, the network of colorful tunnels and tubes stretched high, leaving only a child-sized space between it and the ceiling, then out to the point of taking up half the width of the spacious room. Comparatively the area took up just less than half of the main party room. The back and side wall were lined with booths, the middle area was dotted with plastic children's tables for the younger kids to sit at, draw, eat, or watch Fun Time's show. Of which, the white and pink fox was still stationary at.

Mike stood still in disbelief of the sight. Something simple like, locking the joints, couldn't be this effective. Maybe it was because the children didn't understand such intricacies of their vessels? There was no way for Mike to be sure. He turned his hand towards the animatronic, its shadow stretching back and up the wall behind it. Mike's lips fidgeted at this. It was warped enough to be something else entirely, and in this place, he almost expected something to leap out.

Tempered with caution, Mika moved closer to the fox's stage, ready to flee from the room at a moment's notice. He darted his eyes to the still shadowed walls of the room, scanning for the sign of anything else lurking. Aside from himself, he hadn't heard anything else move. Mike felt like the killer's phantom was hidden somewhere out of sight, just waiting for his guard to lower. He waved the torch's beam over to the booths, the sight of the dark holes under the tables riled his fear. However, nothing but what was to be expected was revealed as the dark was peeled away by the search of his light. A weak, cracked, raspy wheeze caused Mike's spine to straighten out of startled reflex.

Immediately he swung his flashlight back over to Mangle. He pulled back a step when he saw the animatronic eyes had turned to him. Believing the haunted robot was about to pounce, Mike backed away further, until he stumbled backwards onto one of the plastic tables. The white, light-weight, plastic furniture was jostled out of place, one of the pink chairs skidded backwards, but remained standing. The beam of light remained pinned on the fox as his arm locked into place, out of sheer desire to keep the killer animatronic away from his being.

Mike gulped down a rock in his throat as he waited for something to happen; however, the robot simply stared at him with lifeless plastic, yellow eyes. Gradually, he allowed his body to loosen, the light had quickly pacified the spirit. He took several greedy breaths to gather himself and stood up from the play furniture, swallowing thickly. His already unstable certainty of this new safety lock was shaken, his nerves even more than they already were. The nightguard eyed the fox as he walked away from it, eyes kept on the nearby threat. Mangle's remained where it was frozen, gaze on someone who was no longer there, jaw slacked, dangerous teeth on display.

As he neared the doorway of the entrance way of the room, Mike darted his pale-blue eyes back out into the hall. The unknown location of the killer's phantom cropping up once more. Could Mangle get him or was its legs stuck in place? If it could move, then surely it would've jumped him while his flashlight had been turned away. Mike couldn't bring himself to fully devote himself to the idea and played on the side of caution. He kept the flashlight pinned on the animatronic as he turned himself around and walked backwards out of the room. Once he no longer could, Mike picked up his pace to flee back to the security room. There was a hitch in his step as he heard words hiss from the room he left behind.

"You left us…suffering..."

A wrench clenched down on Mikes heart, he bit down on his lower lip and pressed back to the office. He had to squeeze the words out of his tightened throat, "I'm sorry."

Author's Note: Wow. It's been- years. There's several reasons why this hasn't been updated, but, in short I'll leave it to irl, life, reasons. Maybe I'll go into more detail as to why if I eve finish this story. For now, here's an update. I'll be dropping these bite size updates whenever I manage them. I work long shifts at my current job so I don't have much time to spare. They'll happen when they happen. And, before anyone asks, yes. I am aware of the new 5NAF games and such. Been reading the Fazbear Frights books every no and then as they remind me of Goosebumps. They're hit and miss but have a charm.

As always please let me know what you think of the update, until next time.