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▶Part 1/?

Five Nights at Freddie's is infamous in the darker, urban legends type, parts of the internet. So many youtubers and news stories have talked about it! How mysterious it is and how the people running it are.

And people are willing to stay five nights there. It's an internet challenge. The people who survive are basically considered gods! Who wouldn't want to be considered one?...But almost no one "survives", well they go missing. There are countless stories of a someone who knew a guy that started a job there and went missing within a week.

I am a "FNAF" FANATIC! The animatronics and the mystery is just amazing! I would kill just to visit their newest attraction! It is based around the horrors and mysteries surrounding their franchise.

Those thoughts fill my head as I scroll through a forum, dedicated to the franchise, something catches my eye.

A new job opening.... A JOB OPENING!

I feel my heart practically beat out of my chest. I was an idiot to never think about a job opening! Of course they would have had one since they opened up a new place!

Wait. (Y/N), don't be so dumb. You know the stories about this place. But.. To have the title of, I SURVIVED FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDIE'S, would be THE BEST! And the animatronics! The mysteries! My longest desire could finally be fulfilled!

I sign up. Putting in my full name, email and phone number. I am stupid to trust such a link but I don't care. This is my chance.

I await my phone call now.

I tap my fingers on my computer desk, impatiently.

Ring ring ring!

There it is!

I quickly pick up my phone, "Hello? " I say in my most formal voice.

"Uh hello, I am calling this number about our newest Fazbear establishment, Fazbear's Frights, for a job opening as the night guard? " the voice, seemingly a man's, says.

"Yes! This is the right number. I would love to be apart of the franchise. " I say eagerly awaiting his next words.

"Alright! " he says enthusiastically, "well I have just sent you an email with all of the information you will need. The email also has a contract you will need to print out and sign. It needs to be mailed in within a few days and in about a week, you could be accepted into Fazbear Frights! Now miss, have a good rest of your night and goodbye! "

"Bye-bye. You have a great night sir. " I say before hanging up the phone.

I can feel my blood rushing from excitement.

With my email list still open, I watch the message appear. I quickly read over the information and print out the contract. I sign and get ready to mail.

A week and a half after I mailed the contract, I get a phone call from the same man saying I have been accepted and can start my job tomorrow!

He says he will greet me upon my first arrival and will show me around before my shift starts.

I could almost cry from happiness. After I survive, I MUST tell the people on my blog. I'll become an internet sensation! I can already imagine myself on the news saying something along the line of, " Hahaha, it wasn't that scary! Just something like another horror game. "

And even better, my unwilling desire to discover at least some of the mysteries!

It is now 11:30 pm. The ride here was a nervous one. My heart is racing. I step out of my car near an already parked one. Near the entrance, I see a man standing there. There appears to be something in his hands along with a flashlight.

"You must be Y/N! Here is your uniform and hat. I will show you around then you can begin your first shift. How exciting! "

I force a laugh, then he opens the door for me and we begin.

After the tour is over, he sits me down in my office and right as I sit down, the clock strikes 12 and he is gone.

"And so it begins." I whisper to myself.

This place is disgusting. The air is dry and reeks of mould. The walls are yellowish and almost everything in my office has dust on it.

I hear a beep, then recording, "He-hey! Glad you came back for another night! I promise, it'll get a LOT more interesting this time! ... "

Another night? But this is my first... I begin to tune out the phone recording, getting lost in my thoughts. Whatever! I'm just glad to be here. But I'm also really nervous. Just now am I beginning to think through getting this job?

Countless people have gone missing to this franchise and I will probably be the next. God dammit..why have I put myself here? I live for the lore behind this place but fuck it is terrifyingly real. Just stay calm, Y/N. Stay calm. Five nights is all I have to do.

Suddenly remembering that you ARE at your new job, you quickly check the cameras. I need to see if these animatronics really do move on their own.

And there, you see it. A rabbit that appears to be a run down version of Spring bonnie, is moving. Walking!

Holy shit! I put a hand in my hair, holding the tablet in the other. My eyes are wide and my excitement weighs out my fear.

I quietly laugh as he walks out of the cameras vision, clicking another camera to see him more.

Wow.. This is amazing! I keep switching the cameras to watch him keep walking. I wonder where he is going..

Then he is out if the cameras view again. I search for a camera to watch him but there are none.

Damn it! Where did he go? I continue to search but I hear a loud bang on my office window.

Almost jumping out of my seat I look up and see him.

Holy shit! All of my worries and fear are back. How could I have been so stupid? I should have been afraid from the beginning!

He is staring at me, a hand pressed against the window, slowly sliding down.

I am frozen in place, staring back at him.

His eyes are bright compared to the dark all around us.

My breathing is shallow and I gulp , trying to remember how the hell I can get this thing away from me.

I didn't listen to the recording or read the information! Fuck me! Fuck fuck fuck!

The lights flicker and he is suddenly peaking into the door way.

I jump out of my seat , dropping the tablet. I quickly back into a corner of the office while on the ground. Tears now forming in my eyes, I stare at him.

I force out a few words, "P-please don't hurt me! "

He smiles and I can feel the hot stream of tears running down my face. His eyes are lowered, they look happy, or satisfied. My whole body is shaking and I have no idea what to do.

"You poor thing... " He says, taking a breath like it was a struggle to say. His voice is raspy and robot like. And oddly hot...

Huh?

Does this thing really take pity on me?

He takes a step in and I'm thrown out of my thoughts once again. I ball up and force myself against the wall more, crying heavily into my hands and shaking violently. I hear the clanks of him walking closer and an almost unbearable odor enters as he does. I am begging now, "P-please don't kill me please... Please p-please... "

I hear him take a deep breath in, "Look at me. " and out. "Now! "

I slowly lift my head up , trembling.

He smiles once again at me. He then leans down to me, the stench only getting stronger. I back away a bit but he stops me, "Do not move. "

I quickly stop and he moves in closer to me. I close my eyes and wait for my death.

I can hear him struggle to breathe as he just keeps moving closer. I feel a hand around my neck , my eyes opening, and he slowly lifts me up and off of the ground. Words try to form out of my mouth but nothing comes out. While holding me up, he scans my body with his dark eyes. I claw at the hands around my neck, my vision blurring. Suddenly, I hit the ground and immediately gasp for air using the wall as support.

"You are quite something. "

This thing can speak?!

I look up , confused. I am baffled. How does one respond to that? And what does he even mean? Especially after he had just choked me. Well I don't want him to do it again so I will try to stay on his good side.

"T-thank you. " I stand up now, scanning him with my eyes. I can now examine the suit. Oh my god.. The suit is worn down, some parts of the skin missing. Dried blood is everywhere on the thing and wires are popping out at some parts. On the very worn down places, organs and muscle are exposed. I think I am going to vomit. Please don't throw up... He might fucking kill me!

I gag once but stop myself before I could anyone. My whole body is frozen in fear and trembling.

He stares at me for a while. I'm to scared to speak or even breathe to loudly. Who knows what this thing could do?

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