A man sat in his office frantically checking his cameras and then the two vents to his left and right.
The man man's face was covered in sweat and he was breathing unevenly. While nervously scratching his skin.
The man's face turned pale as he remembered something, and then he quickly flashed his light into the hallway. Revealing an old withered fox animatronic.
Once the light hit its face, it quickly covered its eyes before fleeing down the hall.
The man breathed a sigh of relief.
The man flipped up his tablet and began to click threw cameras until he reached camera 11.
"Fuck." The man said. Then he wipes the sweat of his forehead and began to ferociously tap his screen. "Wind faster you piece of crap."
The lights began to flash intensely and a cold breath of air escaped from the man's mouth. Then a giant bear animatronic entered the office.
The man quickly shoved a head resembling the bears onto his head. He stared at the bear with wide eyes. "Please, leave me alone." He silently whispered. He glanced towards his tablet and noticed a caution sign at the bottom right corner, slowly getting more red and brighter.
With more intense flashing lights the bear was gone. The man immediately picked up his tablet and tried to click something but was stopped when he heard loud clanging noises coming from his left vent.
Ignoring the vent the man tried clicking even faster. "Come on! Come on!" He cried out.
Bump twack dum* The vent creaked.
He tried to throw the mask back on but it was to late. As a blue rabbit was already outside the vent staring at him with a wide mouth and black eyes. The man didn't even have time to scream before the rabbit lunged at him and a loud metallic screech as well as the man's bloody gargling echoed through out the restaurant.
"Gasp!" Sam Winchester shot out of his cheap motel bed, clutching his head in pain.
Sam's brother Dean Winchester was tying his boots before he noticed his brother awake and in pain. "The hell's wrong with you?"
"I had another one." Sam answered with a groan.
"Another freaky vision?" Dean said with a concerned voice.
"Yep, and this one was really intense." Sam said while leaning towards a small table next to his bed and grabbing his computer.
"What are you doing?"
"Research."
"On what, the vision? What exactly did you see?" Dean asked impatiently.
"I'm really not even sure yet, but from what I saw it looked like a bunch of possessed animatronics hunting down someone who looked like a night guard."
"Anima-what? Come on Sam speak english."
Sam rolled his eyes and sighed. "You know? Like the robots from Chucky Cheese, there called animatronics."
Dean gave him a weird look. "Wait, so your telling me you saw Chucky and the gang of all people, hunting down some poor basterd?"
"Dude, I don't know they didn't look the ones from Chucky's." Sam said while typing and clicking.
"And your sure it was a vision? I mean this could have been some wacky nightmare." Dean said with an unconvinced expression.
Although Dean is aware that Sam has visions. He thought it was very unlikely for one to be about possessed Chucky Cheese characters of all things.
"Dean, trust me this wasn't just some nightmare. If we don't get there in time someone's going to die."
Dean shrugged his shoulders. "What ever you say Sammy.
"Look here." Sam said pointing his laptop towards his brother. "Five kids go missing at local Pizzeria body's never found."
"Dude, people go missing all the time, it's not always because of something supernatural."
"Oh really." Sam said before clicking and scrolling a few times then showing the screen again. "Three different night guards have gone missing recently without a trace. Your telling me that doesn't sound like our kind of job?"
Dean rolled his eyes and sighed. "That does sound like our kind of job, do you know the name of the place?"
"Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. And it's actually just a few towns away, in a place called Hurricane."
"Well isn't that perfect, when do you wanna hit the road?"
"How about now?" Sam said.
"And here I thought you wanted to focus on finding dad, but it's whatever not like we have any leads and it definitely beats having to stay in this crappy motel room." Dean said while walking towards a coat hanger by the door and throwing on his old leather jacket. Then he reached into his pocket and a pair of pink panties fell out.
Sam's eyes went wide for about a second before he facepalmed himself. "Dude, really?" He said with a tired voice.
Dean turned his head to Sam and gave him a cocky smile. "Oh, yeah." Dean chuckled. "That was probably from Juliet. And let me tell you she was a firecracker!"
Sam shook his head and sat up. "Let's just go."
The brothers then exited there hotel room and walked down the red metal stairs down to there beautiful 1967 Chevy Impala. Also known as Dean Winchesters pride and joy, his baby.
Dean smiled upon seeing her. They then entered the car, lightly slamming the doors behind them.
Dean stuck the key in the ignition and She roared to life.
"Look at my baby purr." Dean said proudly. Then he inserted one of his cassettes into the radio.
A very iconic guitar riff emitted out of the speakers.
Sam sighed. "Really man, Master of puppets again? This is like the tenth time you've played this."
Dean smiled proudly. What can I say Sammy, it's a good song. And driver does pick the music after all."
"Yeah, yeah and shotgun shuts there cakehole I get it." Sam said annoyed.
Dean then reversed out of the parking lot and sped down the road.
"End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self destruction!" Dean loudly sang along with the lyrics, much to Sam's discomfort.
After what felt like hours they finally arrived at the Pizzeria.
Dean looked up at the sign. "Wow it really is a rip-off Chucky Cheese." He remarked.
"And Looks like there hiring." Sam said while pointing towards a help wanted ad posted on the brick walls.
"Must be short on staff, probably because they keep disappearing." Dean said.
"Yeah, i would imagine not many people would want to work here after that, but that might work in our favor." Sam said.
"What's that supposed to mean, your not suggesting-" Dean tried to say but was cut off.
"Yes, I am, we get the job it would make investigating a lot more easier, plus it's better then impersonating an FBI agent." Sam said.
"Come on, why can't we just do the FBI agent thing like we usually do?" Dean asked annoyed. The mere thought of having to work in a dirty pizzeria surrounded by millions of screaming toddlers made Dean feel very uncomfortable.
"Well that's too bad, it's part of the job. And besides we're more then likely getting the night shift anyways." Sam said.
Dean replied by rolling his eyes and said: "Fine, but it better be the night shift."
Both the brothers then exited the car and approached the red double doors and entered the establishment.
They were in a small room with black and white checkered floors. The walls were a gray color with a line in the middle with a green and blue checkered pattern. There were posters of the animatronics characters on the walls as well. At the very front of the room was a desk and to the right of it was a door leading into the dining room.
A teen with brown eyes and messy ginger hair.
stood at the front of the desk taking people money and granting them entry. After the small line of customers were gone Sam and Dean approached the teenager.
"Hey welcome to Freddy's what can I do for you." He said annoyed and was visibly exhausted with
"We noticed the sign out front says your hiring. And so we were wondering who we could talk to about getting the job." Sam said politely with a smile. "Yeah specifically the night shift. I'm not working around any screaming toddlers." Dean said unprofessionally.
The man looked at both of them and sighed.
"I wouldn't know anything about that, you would have to talk to Scott he's probably in the dining room." He said uncaring.
"Gee, Thanks we'll be on our way then." Dean said as he was trying to walk away.
"Wait, you still have to pay." The man said as he put his hand in front of Dean.
"Aw! Come on man we're only here for the job." Dean protested.
"Too bad the rules are the rules." The man said while opening and closing his hand.
Sam cut into the the conversation. "Dean, just pay the man already." Sam said annoyed.
"Fine, take it!" Dean said with a grumpy voice.
As he rudely threw about ten dollars on the desk.
The teen picked the cash up and examined it as the brothers tried to leave the room.
"I'm going to need ten more." The man said stopping them again.
Dean turned around with a look of shock and anger. "Are you freaking kidding me, it costs twenty dollars just to get into this place."
Sam just rolled his eyes.
"Like I said, rules are rules." He said with a light smile. Then he reached his hand out to Dean.
"Whatever just take it." Dean said before roughly slamming the cash into his hand. After the brothers finally managed to leave the room.
"Thanks for your cooperation!" The teen shouted out to them.
The dining room was somewhat big, with dozens of tables and chairs and a big wooden stage that had three plastic animatronics on it. They were robotically swinging there arms, while closing and reopening there mouths to imitate singing. The main one was a chubby brown bear with rosy red cheeks and wearing a black top hat with a red stripe around it. And a black bow-tie. To the left of the bear was a blue rabbit with the same red cheeks wearing a red bow-tie unlike the bear it was skinny.
And lastly to the right of the bear was a yellow chicken with a white apron covering a small fake bust and wearing pink panties. She also had rosy cheeks.
To the far left of the door leading to the room was a blue music box with a purple stripe. And to the left of the box was a small counter with shelf's behind it, that had plushies of the characters on stage. There was a door leading to another room by the box.
To the right of the door was a carousel and a small wooden animatronic resembling a child. He had a blue shirt with red stripes and a matching hat with a propeller on top. He had blue pants and brown shoes. On his face was a carved smile with teeth and a pointy nose. He had brown hair and blue eyes. In one hand he had a balloon in the other was a sign that said Balloons!
To the right corner of the room was a hallway leading to somewhere unknown.
"Goddamn geek a tron!" Dean cursed in anger.
Sam looked over to his brother. "Dude it's just twenty dollars." He said trying to calm his brother.
But Dean wasn't having it. "Yeah twenty dollars that he hussled out of my wallet." Dean pouted. Then looked at the main stage.
"Huh, that thing looks like a slutty version of big bird." He remarked, Looking at Toy Chica.
Sam looked at the animatronic then back to Dean. "Really man, that's the one thing you point out."
He just shrugged his shoulders in response.
Brrrrr* something beeped in Sam's pocket.
Dean looked at the source of the noise. "Wait, is that?" Sam stuck his hand into his pocket and pulled out there EMF Meter.
"Emf is off the charts." He looked at the animatronics on stage and pointed it towards them.
After it started to beep even more intensely. "I guess I was right about them being possessed."
"So, we are dealing with possessed Chucky Cheese robots." Dean said.
"But what's anchoring them to this place?" Sam asked.
"no clue." Dean responded.
Sam turned his head and stared at the wooden boy. He then pointed his EMF meter towards it.
Reebeeep* "Your kidding me, he's possessed too."
"Oh great it's looking like this whole place is possessed by blood thirsty spirits." Dean said with a sigh. He had a feeling this ghost gig wasn't going to be as simple as they usually were.
Uh, hello hello. Welcome to Freddy's, can I help you guys?" A random man with a Freddy fazbear uniform approached them. On his shirt he had a name tag revealing his name to be Scott.
The man looked worse then the teenager they saw earlier. He had dark brown slightly balding hair with hazel green eyes. Under his eyes were dark lines created due to lack of sleep and stress.
The brothers caught of guard quickly turned around to face the man and they both gave him massive fake smiles.
Sam nervously chuckles before talking. "Maybe, see we're actually here to apply for the night shift, my names Sam turner and this is my friend Dean... uhm."
"Dean hetfield, nice to meet you sir." Dean offered his hand which Scott gladly accepted.
Scott laughed nervously. "Uhm, it's nice to meet you guys too, and I'm really glad you decided to take such a fun and entertaining career choice, just uh, follow me real quick."
He then turned around and began to walk towards the hallway while the brothers followed him.
"Is it just me? Or does this guy seem like a whole other lever of sketchy." Dean whispered into Sam's ear while Scott wasn't paying attention.
Sam responded by shushing his brother and they both continued to follow Scott until they eventually reached a small office.
"Well, uhm, here we are now let's get started." Scott said before turning around to face them.
"So, erm you guys wanted the night shift correct?"
"Yes sir" The Winchesters answered at the same time.
"It's nice to see you guys so excited, but if you mind me asking why do you wanna work at Freddy's?" Scott asked while scratching the back of his neck.
"We just love the characters ya know, loved them since we were kids, and let me tell you Sammy here," Dean started while gesturing toward Sam.
"Is a massive fan, I mean he has posters all over the walls of them, so getting the job would be a dream come true, right Sammy?"
Scott raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"Yep." Sam started with a strained voice. "It would definitely be a dream come true."
Scott gave them a small smile then turned around towards the desk.
The minute Scott turned around Sam stomped on Deans foot. Dean made an involuntary grunt of pain.
Scott heard the grunt and turned around with a look of confusion. But when he did he noticed them standing completely still giving them there best smile.
Scott assumed he was just hearing things and turned back towards the desk and began to rummage threw the desk drawler. "Ah, here we go." He said pulling out a smile white slip of paper. Then he walked back to them and handed over the paper. "Eh, I wouldn't worry about this it's just legal things." Scott yet again nervously chuckled making the brothers even more suspicious. "Once you guys get this signed just head on over around twelve, and I'll show y'all around and uhm, then you can start tonight, welcome to the Fazbear family!" Scott finished and walked back down the hall to return to his previous task.
"Okay, he's definitely hiding something." Dean said.
"Your telling me, he practically just hired complete strangers." Sam said bewildered.
"Oh and by the way." Dean said before slamming his foot onto Sam's causing him to give a grunt of pain "Don't step on my foot!" He said with his finger in Sam's face.
"Ow! Come on man you know you deserved that." Sam said with a look of betrayal.
"Shouldn't have stepped on my foot." Dean said.
"Dude I swear you do this all the time!" Sam said angrily.
"Do what?" Dean asked innocently and gave Sam a smile.
"Whatever, let's just get out of here." Sam said as he marched down the hallway.
"No one likes a sour puss Sam!" Dean yelled into the hallway.
Once the Winchesters reached the front entrance Sam noticed a very familiar man talking with the teen. "Come on, what do you mean the night shift is taken?" The man from Sam's visions complained. "That's the guy from my vision." Sam said quietly enough for only Dean to hear.
"Good thing we got here when we did." Dean said.
Sam didn't respond but instead walked towards the guy. "Here take this and get a different job." Sam said as he offered the man about four hundred dollars.
The man's eyes went wide upon seeing it. "Oh hell yeah, thanks man." He then turned around and left completely forgetting about the job.
Dean rolled his eyes and approached his brother putting a hand on his shoulder. "Sam, what the hell did you just do?" He asked a little pissed off that his brother gave some random dude there money.
"It was either that or risk him coming back later." Sam defended himself.
Dean shook his head. "Alright, fine let's just go before we waste anymore money." They then exited out of the red double doors and entered the impala. After they looked around for a cheap motel eventually discovering the hurricane inn. They rented the place for about five nights. Right now there we're sitting on there beds discussing there latest job.
"Not responsible for injury or dismemberment?" Sam said with wide eyes while reading the white paper Scott gave them.
"What the hell, how is that even legal?" Dean asked.
"That's why they gave us this contract, and why Scott told us not to read it. Basically once you sign it there free from any liability." Sam said.
Dean gave him a perplexed look. "So you could literally die there and they would just get away with it."
"Yeah, looks like it" Sam said.
"Man this place is sketchy." Dean said while repositioning himself on his bed. "We gonna sign the contract or what?"
"We're going to have to if we want the job."
"Damn, well before we go back how about you see what other things you can dig up." Dean asked.
"Alright, let's see." Sam said putting the contract on the dresser and grabbing his computer.
After about twenty minutes Sam found something.
"Dean, get this in 1993 a kid got his frontal lobe bit off by an animatronic at a old Freddy except back then it was called Fred-bears Family Dinner.
And a few years later at another location a little girl named Charlotte Emily was brutally stabbed outside the restaurant, and only a few days later five kids went missing."
Sam said while looking at Dean.
"So this place has a history of kids going missing or killed, you thinking some of them came back as vengeful spirits? Dean said as he got off the bed and started to scavenge through a duffle bag that laid on his bed.
"Seems likely, I mean I can't think of anyone else who might be possessing them. Also would explain why they chose to possess the animatronics, kids love those things."
Dean grabbed his trusty Colt M1911A and cocked it back.
"This job should be an easy salt and burn then, we just gotta find the body's."
Sam let out a long sigh. "That's the problem, the body's were never found."
Dean rolled his eyes. "What the hell are we supposed to do then?"
"I don't know, we could try burning them or shooting them." Sam suggested.
"That might not even work and I'm not in the mood for being chased by some flaming pissed of teddy."
Sam smiled and shook his head at his brother.
"Let's just make sure we're prepared, and see how the first night goes."
"I said it once, and I'll say it again; This place is sketchy as hell." Dean said while leaning against the office wall with his arms crossed. Sam on the other hand was sitting at the desk scrolling threw cameras on the security tablet.
"Sketchy is an understatement, there's something seriously wrong with this place. For all they know we could be murders." For reasons Sam isn't aware of he felt a cold chill after the last word.
Dean shrugged his shoulders. "Beats me man. There just desperate I guess."
At around 11:30 is when the Winchesters arrived for there first night. After walking into the building Scott asked them a few questions along the lines of; What makes you wanna work at Freddy's, and he babbled something about Foxy being his favorite. Once he showed them around he took them to the office then left before he told them to listen to tape he recorded for them.
Sam looked up from his cameras and noticed a cassette recorder along with a small box filled with tapes. "Hey Dean."
"What's up?" Dean asked.
"Remember those recordings Scott told us about?" Sam said while rummaging through the
box and removing a tape that said: Night one.
Dean watched in anticipation.
After inserting the tape it made a single beep before playing.
"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbears Pizza."
Sam and Dean shared a few glances but were silent.
"Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here and to help you get started on this new and exciting career path."
"Exciting my ass." Dean said.
"Uh, now, I want you to forget anything you may have heard about the old location, you know. Uh, some people still have a somewhat negative impression of the company."
Sam squinted his eyes and muttered; "Old location?"
"Must be the place we're the kids went missing." Dean said.
"Uh... That old restaurant was kind of left to rot for quite a while, but I want to reassure you, Fazbear Entertainment is committed to family fun and above all, safety."
"Again, my ass." Dean commented.
"Yeah, he's full of it." Sam commented.
"They've spent a small fortune on these new animatronics, uh, facial recognition, advanced mobility, they even let them walk around during the day. Isn't that neat?"
"Yeah, sure let the killer robots freely roam the place." Dean said with a sigh.
Sam's eyes widened. "Facial recognition, advanced mobility? Why do animatronics designed for kids have these kind of features?"
"But most importantly, there all tied in to some kind of criminal database, so they can detect a predator a mile away. Heck, we should be paying them to guard you."
"Huh, well I guess that's why." Dean answered.
"Wow, that's advanced." Sam said a little impressed.
"Uh, now that being said, no new system's without its... kinks. Uh... your only the second guard to work at that location. Uh, the first guy finished his week, but complaining about... conditions. Uh, we actually switched him over to the day shift, so hey, lucky you, right? Uh mainly he expressed concerns that certain characters seemed to move around at night, and even attempted to get into his office."
"No shit he expressed concerns, Sammy do us a favor and check the cameras." Dean said.
Sam clicked on the tablet a few times. "Relax, they haven't moved... yet"
"Now, from what we know, that should be impossible. Uh, that restaurant should be the safest place on earth. So while are engineers don't really have an explanation for this, the working theory is that... the robots were never given a proper night mode. So when it gets quiet, they think they're in the wrong room, so then they go try to find where the people are, and in this case, that's your office."
"Why don't they just power them off?" Sam asked himself more then Dean.
"Maybe the spirits turn them back on." Dean suggested.
"So our temporary solution is this: there's a music box over by the prize counter, and it's rigged to be wound up remotely. So just, every once in a while, switch over to the prize counter video feed and wind it up for a few seconds. It doesn't seem to affect all of the animatronics, but it does affect... one of them."
"One of them?" Dean repeated.
Sam switched over to the prize counter video feed and winded it up for a few seconds. "I think theres something in the box."
"Oh, great there another one to deal with." Dean complained.
"Uh, and as for the rest of them, we have an even easier solution. You see there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about robots seeing you as an exoskeleton without his costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on at anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wondered in, will wonder back out."
"Uh, something else worth mentioning is kind of the modern design of the building. You may have noticed there are no doors for you to close, heh. But hey, you have a light! And even though your flashlight can run out of power, the building cannot. So, don't worry about the place going dark. Well, I think that's it. Uh, you should be golden. Uh, check the lights, put on the Freddy mask if you need to, uh, keep the music box wound up, piece of cake. Have a good night, and I'll talk to you tomorrow." Scott's recording finally finished.
"Well," Sam started while looking at the time on his tablet. "It's only 12:20, so it looks like were going to have a long night."
Dean sighed before speaking. "Okay, but I'm not gonna just stand here the whole night." Dean then started walking towards the hallway.
"Dude, are you crazy? You can't just leave!" Sam exclaimed.
Dean turned around and flashed Sam a cocky smile. "Relax, Sammy I'm just grabbing a chair from one of the rooms down the hall. Besides it'll take more then some giant stuffed animals to bring me down."
"Alright, just be careful. And if I see anything on the cams I'll call for you." Sam said trusting his brother's capabilities.
Dean walked further down the hallway disappearing. "Sounds good!" He yelled.
Sam switched over to the hallway video feed and saw Dean entering one of the party rooms. Then he switched over to the party room camera and saw his brother picking up a chair and loudly scraping it against the tiles as he attempted to drag it back to the office.
Sam sighed and shook his head. "Oh, Dean." He muttered. He then flashed the hallway and saw Dean, he let out a groan of pain and covered his face with one hand while the other was on the chair.
"Jesus Sammy, tryna make me go blind?" Dean said annoyed.
"Just get back in the office." Sam said.
"That was the plan, until you flashed me to death." Dean said then continued to scrape the chair against the ground as loud as possible until he reached the desk.
Sam made a face of discomfort the whole time.
Once Dean got his chair set up he put his feet on the desk and relaxed. "That's much better." He said with a small smile.
"You didn't have to be so unnecessarily loud." Sam said with his eyes fixed on the cameras.
"Hey, get a look at this." He said.
"Damn, creepy sons of bitchs, and look at that Bugs is missing a face."Dean said while looking at the old decrepit animatronics on camera O8.
"Those are the older models Scott told us about, and yeah I agree man these things would have terrified me as a child."
"Kinda like clowns?" Dean asked with a smug face.
Sam looked up from his tablet and gave Dean a pissed off look. "Don't go there."
Dean smiled and laughed. "I'll stop I'll stop."
"Alright then, while your watching Frankie and the gang I'm gonna get some shut eye." Dean said while repositioning himself to be more comfortable. Although it was a little difficult seeing as the chair was made of metal and not designed to be slept on.
"For one it's Freddy, and sure I'll wake you up if I see anything." Sam said.
Two hours later and Sam was currently winding up the box, while Dean was in his chair snoring loudly. After the box was adequately winded Sam switched over the the main stage and gulped hard when he noticed the lack of the rabbit and chicken. "Dean, get up now." He said nudging his elbow into Deans side.
"Hmm, Sam what is is?" He asked while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Some of them moved..." Sam answered.
"Which ones?" Dean asked.
"Bonnie and Chica." Sam answered.
Dean was silent and just stared at Sam with a confused expression.
Sam rolled his eyes. "I mean the rabbit and Chicken."
"Oh, right, I knew that." Dean started. "You know where they went off to?"
Sam looked into his tablet intensely and started to click threw cameras. "Oh, that's not good." He said then looked at Dean.
"Why? What's not good?" Dean asked.
"Well, for one Chica is in the bathroom hallway. And Bonnie is just down the hall in the room you got the chair. Here take a look." Sam said then he showed Dean the tablet.
"Well, that's kinda creepy."
Dean said before smiling. "Hey, maybe she ditched the beak so she can give better-"
"Not funny man." Sam said unamused.
"It's a little funny." Dean said offended his brother didn't find his joke funny.
Sam ignored him and showed the next camera.
"And heres Bonnie."
Why is it crouched like that?" Dean asked.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked as he took the tablet back. And when he laid eyes on the screen he gasped. "It's trying to get in threw the vents."
Dean jerked his head toward the right vent before looking at Sam. "And, what are we supposed to do!"
"Scott said we could use a mask to fool them." Sam said while frantically looking around his desk. "Dean, there's only one." Sam said while holding up the mask.
"Son of a bitch, move I'll hide under the desk." Dean said as he dropped to the ground and climbed under the desk.
The sound of vents clanking was echoing out of the right vent. Sam proceeded to wind up the box a little more before checking out cam Ø6.
"It's almost here." Sam said while slipping the mask on.
"Hopefully it hurry's the hell up." Dean said annoyed.
The room began to flicker heavily and all of a sudden the brothers felt a familiar chill as there breath became visible. As if by teleportation Toy Bonnie was suddenly in the middle of the room with his cold black and silver eyes staring into Sam's soul.
The longer Sam started into the rabbits eyes the more his head began to ache, then he started hearing whispers in his head. "Save us." "Murderer." "Help us." Then the rabbit was gone.
Leaving Sam clutching his head in pain.
Dean cautiously slipped out of the desk and removed Sam's mask. "Sammy, what's the matter!" He said while shaking him.
Sam let out a groan. "I started to hear voices, they sounded like children." He said while rubbing his forehead.
"What did they say?" Dean asked urgently.
"I heard the word "Murder." And they kept asking for help. I think the kids were trying to tell me something."
"Like what?" Dean asked.
"I don't know, but I don't think these things are completely evil." Sam suggested.
"Didn't you say that you saw one of them shove a damn guitar threw a man's throat? And now your telling me these things aren't evil, come on Sam don't let them get into your head." Dean said trying to encourage his brother to listen to reason. Dean knows that there are some demons who will say anything to get to there victim, although he's never heard of spirits doing it before he's wasn't going to take any chances. Especially if it involves his little brother.
Sam knew that Dean had a very valid point and even though he had a hunch he was going to ignore it, at least for know.
"We'll discuss this later, for know let's try to survive."Sam said as he put the mask down and started to check the cameras.
"You do that, I'll check the hallway and vents." Dean said. Taking the flashlight from Sam.
It was going to be a very long night for the Winchesters...
"That had to be one of the single most worst experiences of my life." Dean complained while rubbing the morning sun out of his eyes.
He then tried to move his neck a certain way and felt a sharp pain. "Son of a bitch!" He cursed in anger and started rubbing his neck.
Sam scoffed and smiled. "Did you get a crick in your neck?"
"No shit Sam, I had to sit under that damn desk most of the night." Dean complained again. Then started to rub his neck again.
Sam lightly poked his brothers neck, causing Dean to curse in pain yet again.
"God dammit, screw you Sam." Dean said while pointing an accusing finger at Sam.
Sam just laughed at Deans reaction.
After they left the parking lot and headed back to the hurricane in.
After they arrived they took a three hour nap then had a discussion.
"I'm just saying Dean, I know what I heard, they were trying to tell me something we should at least try to find out what they want."
Dean was still unconvinced evident by his expression. "Sam just listen to reason man, you saw firsthand what those things do to people, and now what, your saying we try and be buddy, buddy with them?"
Both the Winchesters we're sitting on there beds and staring at each other while they spoke. They were in a deep discussion about the animatronics. Last night upon seeing the animatronics Sam heard weird whispering and even saw visions even more bizarre, and now Sam's convinced that there may be more to the animatronics then meets the eye.
"Just listen, the whispers I heard it sounded like there were reaching out for help, and to top it off I saw these weird visions, or memories I don't remember. But I saw five kids in a dark room with a golden rabbit animatronic." Sam started to rub his forehead after he finished.
"Wait a minute, thought the rabbit was supposed to be purple."
"Yeah see that got me thinking." Sam started while rummaging threw his dresser by his bed.
"I knew the place seemed familiar and that's because Dad actually worked a case at one of there locations. look right here." Sam said showing Dean a journal entry.
I've been working a case at Fredbears about children disappearing, I haven't found anything useful yet. But I have this photo it might come in handy.
The brothers both stared at the picture of two animatronic looking mascots one a bear and one of a rabbit both were golden. The bear was unmasked revealing a man with pale skin, messy light brown hair and dark eyes. While the rabbits face was unknown they were both standing in front of a building called Fredbears.
"Is that what you saw?" Dean asked.
"Yeah it is, sucks we can't see his face." Sam answered.
"Well Sam you know are job can't ever be easy." Dean said with a tired voice.
Sam sighed. "I know." Sam said with a equally as tired voice.
"So what, do we just figure out who or what is inside the suit and gank 'em?" Dean asked.
"Sounds like a plan, with any luck his death might get the spirits to rest." Sam answered.
"And if it doesn't?" Dean asked.
"We'll then we'll just have to handle it the good old fashioned way." Sam yet again answered.
"Salt n burn?" Dean said this more like a statement then a question.
"Yep." Sam said.
"Anyways did dad write anything else about the place?" Dean yet again asked. This was a big part of there job asking each other questions and thinking about theories or possibilities.
"I have no idea because the pages after this have been ripped out." Sam said with a voice that didn't sound all that surprised.
"Why the hell would dad do that?" Unlike Sam Dean was surprised and had a offended look on his face. 'What exactly is dad not wanting us to find out.' Dean thought
"Dude I will never understand that man's logic, who knows why he ripped the pages out." Sam said.
Dean sighed. "We'll I'll tell you one thing, this job is starting to be a real pain in my ass." Dean said.
"Believe me." Sam started while reaching for his laptop. "I know."
After a couple of minutes Sam gained Deans attention. "Looks like are luck is starting to turn around." Sam said with a small grin.
"And how's that?" Dean questioned.
"We'll I think I just found our culprit." Sam said before showing his computer screen to his brother. "Back in 1973 Fredbears Family Diner was founded by two men, William Afton and Henry Emily. And back then they couldn't afford workers so they had to wear those suits we saw in the picture themselves to entertain guests."
"Alright, so how do we know which ones been killing kids and kidnapping kids pennywise style." Dean asked making a reference to a movie he once watched. He found it pretty fitting sense both of them liked to lure kids in before killing them.
"We'll that's what we're about to find o- what?" Sam said confused which Dean noticed.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked.
Sam showed Dean his computer with a pissed of expression. "My laptops wigging out I think I'm being hacked!?!" Sam exclaimed.
Dean looked worried. "The hell you mean your being hacked?"
Sam gasped when his screen that was once filled with a bunch of green lines of code randomly just shut off. He quickly tried everything he could think of to turn it back on but nothing worked. "Great my laptops been fried." Sam said as he closed it with a pissed off expression on his face.
One thing you can do to piss of Sam Winchester was mess with his laptop.
"So what someone or something saw that we were digging a little to much for there comfort and decided to shut us down?" Dean said frustrated.
"I mean I don't have any better explanations for what just happened." Sam said before rubbing his forehead. This job really was one of the most annoying ones they have been on yet.
"Great so what now? Should we try and call Bobby and see if he can do some digging for us?" Dean asked.
"Nope, for we know they could be monitoring are calls and I don't think Bobby would be to happy if his computer got fried because of us." Sam explained.
"What can we do then?" Dean asked.
"Only thing we really can do is go with the original plan of salt and burning them, because I don't think we can put the kids to rest without catching there murder." Sam said sadly as he felt like they could have helped the kids get the vengeance that they desired.
"We'll that's fine and all but that means the whatever the hell we're doing with will still be out there doing god knows what to other children." Dean said.
"I hate it just as much as you do Dean but there's nothing else we can really do unless the murder decides we know to much and comes after us that's honestly the best we can hope for."
"Man I hope he does because human or not he's a monster and needs to be put down. Before he destroys any other family's." Dean said. Although normally humans weren't there gig they weren't letting a child murder go free.
Sam chuckled. "Man your life is weird, like who in there right mind would want a potential monster or serial killer to go after them."
Sam hasn't fully dedicated himself to the hunters life yet. After he killed Yellow eyes he was planning on going back to college and having a life.
"Mine? You mean ares right?" Dean asked.
"Dean, I'm sorry but no Jessica would want me to live a normal life and i intend on doing that. After we find Dad and kill yellow eyes." Sam said.
Dean looked hurt and saddened but he wouldn't admit it."Alright, Sammy if that's what you want to do I won't stop you."
Sam felt a little bad but he pushed it down. "Anyways i guess we should pack and prepare are selfs for another night." Sam said as he got up and began packing various things like a shotgun filled with salt and some gasoline.
"Yeah i guess we should." Dean agreed and also began to pack things.
A good couple of hours later they arrived in the parking lot and proceeded to enter the building.
It was around 11:00 am and there was only a people still in the building mostly janitor's. But fortunately none of them questioned the bags that the Winchesters were carrying and quickly left the building upon seeing them. And so there we're now back in the office.
"Alright Sammy I'll salt the entrances you make sure that music box thing is winded up." Dean said before pouring lines of salt on both vents and the main hallway.
"Got it." Sam responded simply.
The first two hours was rather boring as they just sat in the office waiting for something to move. Which wasn't until about 2:30 in the morning.
"We'll Chica and Bonnie are gone." Sam said.
"Finally, I was starting to think they wouldn't ever move." Dean said relieved and then started to check his sawed off shotgun.
Sam began to click threw a few cameras until he found them. "Bonnie's heading for our left vent and Chica is in the hallway by parts and service." Sam said.
"Man I wonder what tricks is gonna do when he realizes he can't get into the office." Dean smirked at the thought. "He's probably gonna be like one of the mines."
Sam chuckled. "Yeah, I doubt they ever had to deal with salt before."
And sure enough after a few clangs and bangs Bonnie eventually reached the vent and was peering at the Winchesters with a blood thirsty look. It thought for sure that he had them this time. But when it attempted to exit the vent into there office it found that a invisible barrier was preventing him. He pounded the barrier a few times while glaring at them.
"Ha, I knew it just like a mine." Dean said with a chuckle while pointing towards the helpless rabbit.
"Okay, that's actually pretty funny." Sam said with a chuckle.
The rabbit started to violently shake and groan while a few sparks flew out. Of course it was throwing a tantrum it was possessed by a child after all. And it really didn't improve the rabbits mood that it's prey was pointing and laughing at him. He felt helpless just like that day.
Dean wasn't about to ask questions once he saw the rabbit freak out he got up and shot it point blank range in the face with his salt filled shotgun. A gust of grey energy flew out of it upon contact and it slammed and hit the floor with a loud thunk that no doubt anything in the building heard.
"Dean quick drag him out!!! Don't give him a chance to recover!!!" Sam shouted at Dean and he quickly but with great effort ripped the rabbit from the vent while Sam grabbed the gasoline from his bag. Dean poured loads of salt onto it while Sam was pouring gasoline. "Hasta Lavista baby!" Dean said as he flicked a match onto the rabbit and watched the plastic around it began to melt.
"Did you really have to make a Terminator reference Dean?" Sam asked.
"Come on it's not very often we get to gank robots, of course I'm gonna make a Terminator reference." Dean said with a smirk.
They both noticed Chica standing in the hallway close the the barrier staring at her burning friend before letting out a loud scream that made Sam and Dean cover there ears. This time what a grimace Sam shot a round into the machines face causing a grey mist to shoot out from her as she dropped hard face first into the floor.
"This jobs way better when guns are involved." Dean said as he and Sam quickly entered the hallway and gave her the same treatment as her friend.
"Oh god dude that smell." Sam said while covering his nose.
"What's wrong can't handle a little burnt plastic Sammy?" Dean teased. But he hated just as much as him.
"I'm not sure if the older models are possessed, but for now we should take out the other three." Sam said.
"Only three left? Damn well I guess there's no point hiding away in here let's gank us some robots!" Dean said.
"You know, you seem pretty enthusiastic about burning children." Sam joked as he grabbed his shotgun and cocked it.
They both entered the hallway and started to walk with there shot guns at the ready. "Aw, come on don't like those things can't still be considered kids, all of there innocence along with there childhood was stripped away the day they died." Dean said.
"I know man, it just sucks it had to come to this." Sam said.
And just then they noticed Freddy turn the hallway corner and upon looking at them his jaw dropped open and he made a loud metallic scream as he charged at the Winchesters.
BANG* "And just like that another one bites the dust." Dean said with a cocky smirk.
Freddy slammed into the floor and slid a little bit. "It's not a competition Dean." Sam said and sighed.
And after dealing with the poor obese bear they entered the dining room where Ballon boy lunged at Dean and sinked his teeth into his leg. "AHH, SONUVA BITCH!!!." Dean yelled as he began to ram the barrel of his shot gun into his face causing massive pieces to brake off. Yet he still didn't let go.
Sam quickly aimed his gun a fired causing Ballon boy to let go and slam into the floor even further destroying his face.
Sam was smirking at Dean but before he could tease him Dean pointed at him. "Shut up, don't you dare." He said and Sam chuckled.
Dean then turned around and poured salt and gasoline into the little wooden boy. "This is for biting me!" He said before throwing a match igniting it.
"All that's left is the one in the box, should be a piece of cake." Sam said.
They both turned and looked at the box and its pop goes the weasel song started to get faster.
"That's not good." Dean said.
"Quick don't let it out!!" Sam said as they both rushed over to the box. Unfortunately they were to late and once they got in front of it Sam was harshly flung at a table. "SAMMY!!!" Dean screamed while looking at his slightly conscious brother then the box flung open and Dean was also flung into a table.
Sam and Dean both groggily opened there eyes barely holding only consciousness and saw a black puppet emerge from the box. It was long and lengthy and solid black with a white face that had rosy cheeks and a pitch black grinning mouth. And it had black eyes with what looks like painted purple tears running from them.
"I don't hate you guys, but you need to stay out of my way." The puppet spoke with the voice of a little girl.
"We can't do that if you and your buddys are killing innocent people." Dean said with a trail of blood streaming down his face.
"How are you guys any better then the man that took your life." Sam said with a large bleeding bump on the back of his head.
The figure stared at them blankly for a few moments. "I only have one target, the others are like animals killing anything they see. Unlike me I am very aware. But I cannot let you try to harm them anymore they are under my protection." The puppet said. As the figures of the dead children appeared behind her all holding hands and staring aggressively at the Winchesters. And then the Mangle appeared above then also staring at the then with killing intent.
"I forgot about you scrappy." Dean said.
"So what's next? Are you gonna take are life's like how that man took yours?" Sam asked.
The children's gaze seemed to soften as if they just understood something. "Only if you try and harm us again, i would suggest you leave and never return." The puppet said.
"Wait but we can help you find the man who took your life's away we can make him pay. Just please let us help." Sam said with his hands in the air in a calm gesture.
The children looked at each other while the puppet seemed to be thinking. "Sam Winchester your a special boy, you have something in you that others lack. I know this and I have been sharing the other's memory's with you. I assumed you given up trying to help us it appears I was wrong." The puppet said.
"Please tell us how we can help." Sam said.
Dean was quiet and just watched.
"You must lure H̸͉̰͛i̷͖̓͌ṁ̴̧͉̳̤̊͐̂̌ here to us and we will do the rest." The puppet said with a glitch.
"Do you even know his name?" Dean asked.
"Yes, W̶͖͕͈͎̋̋̏ì̶̯̝̖͊ͅl̷̼͋̈́l̸̪̺̮̈́͐i̵̧̫̯͐̽͘͘a̵̠̤̥͔͍͛̊́̋͠m̸̨̘̫̻͋̌̐̍͛ ̴̝̽̋͐͝͝A̵̠̯̦͙̥͛̀f̵̮̳̍̾t̸̡̲͉̟̔̌̍̅̀ͅo̵͙̭̾͂̆̓̾ņ̸̦̰̈́̓̈́̿̾ͅͅ." She said with a glitch that made her voice deepen and sound sinister. After she said his name the ghost kids started to rapidly fade into and out of existence while Mangles eyes turned pitch black and a loud scream left her mouth.
"Afton, well good we know his name now but we have no ideas where to start looking for him." Sam said.
"Yeah last time we tried digging for info about him Sam's computer got fried." Dean added.
"Interesting, he knows your investigating him. He may try to kill you next to cover his tracks. We can use this to our advantage."
Then they noticed the building began to catch on fire as they noticed a large quantity of fire spreaded down the hallway while Ballon boys ignited body caused some more fire to spread.
"Sammy, this whole building is gonna come down on are heads we need to get out of here now!" Dean urged.
"We will be watching you, if he comes after you we will know." Said the puppet before she vanished along with the children. While mangles soul left her body and she crashed into the floor.
The Winchesters painfully stood up and quickly exited the building. "Woah, would you look at that burn." Dean said gazing upon the building as the fire spread throughout all of it.
"People are going to see this." Sam said cautiously.
Dean realized why he was concerned and they both quickly began to run towards the impala. While Dean was slightly limping due to his bite.
They slid in and quickly pulled out of the drive way leaving the burning building in there rear view mirror as baby purred and sped off.
"Finally this case sucked ass." Dean said relieved. Before inserting a cassette tape into the impala.
"You realize Afton is still out there right? And he's more then likely going to come looking for us one day." Sam said.
Dean sighed. "You sure do know how to be a buzzkill don't you Sammy?" He said.
Sam just scoffed and the radio began playing Seek and Destroy by Metallica.