Chapter Three

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      It was cold. The atmosphere was unsettling for a family entertainment restaurant. Mike wondered why he took this job. The performers lived in apartments on the floor above the restaurant, so he assumed they were asleep. Relaxing back into his creaking office chair, he logged into the security computer. Pulling up the cameras, expecting nothing to be out of the ordinary, the static on the screen fades into footage of the main show stage. Mike jumped in his seat. What were they doing there? Why weren’t they asleep upstairs? Why...are they staring directly into the camera? He felt his skin crawl. Fear commonly can cloud one’s judgement, and Mike knew that. However, something in the back of his mind nagged him. Whatever the deal with these guys was, they weren’t proving up to be human. Not with the way they stood, not with the way their smiles seemed to be blank, and definitely not in the way their eyes stared lifelessly into the cameras. They knew he was there. A quiet chuckle could be heard, echoing down the corridors and resonating within the suddenly cramped office. 

      "Freddy! Stop laughing! You're gonna blow our cover!" Chica whispered, not taking her eyes off the camera.

     "I can't help it! I can hear him breathing from here! Goldie said his medical records were clear, so we can rule out asthma, listen!" Freddy replied, struggling to maintain composure. Sure enough, the frantic breaths of the panicked guard could be heard faintly across the building. Bonnie looked over at the snickering lead.

     "Why would Goldie be looking at anyone's medical records? Better yet, why mention them?" He asked in a hushed voice. Freddy shrugged. Goldie did a lot of things that were questionable, but he was involved with the company for longer than others. No one knew exactly what he was trying to find, but no one really bat an eye. Freddy snapped quietly at his side, signaling the others to look directly into the cameras. Foxy peeked his head out from behind the curtain in Pirate’s Cove.

    The lights indicating the cameras’ activity blinked suddenly, and a strangled gasp came from the office. The lights blinked off, and the sound of slamming doors echoed down the hallways. The doors slammed open again.

    “Bonnie, quick, start moving down there-” Freddy said, snickering and patting him on the shoulder. Bonnie hopped off the stage, stepping lightly across the dining area. He paused about halfway when the blinking lights came back on.

    He moved. He moved! HE MOVED! Mike panicked in his chair, breathing rapidly. Stupid doors draining the power! If only he could just lock them and hunker down, maybe he’d survive. His shift ended at six a.m., so he only had...5...hours...to go... He didn’t want to look at the cameras again. He didn’t want to see his impending doom slowly coming for him. Those three, wait! Weren’t there four? He peeked at the screen. One on the floor, and two on the stage, all staring directly into the cameras. He clicked on the camera icon in the corner and flicked the screen to Pirate's Cove, only to see the fourth one peering at him with a crooked smile. His hook gleamed in the darkness. Mike wished he were home, and not here with these...things. Everyone insisted they were human, but with the way they were acting now that was hard to believe. They had to be robots or something. Mike sank into his chair. 4 hours and forty-five minutes left.

      The camera indicator lights blinked off. Chica hopped off the stage as Bonnie walked to the hallway. He stopped near Pirate’s Cove.

       “Foxy, you’re fast right? You think you can make it down there before he shuts the door?” Bonnie whispered. Chica shushed him from the other side of the dining area. Foxy nodded with a smirk, retreating to open the curtains a little bit more. While the lights weren’t blinking, Chica moved to the opposite hallway. Freddy let out a deep chuckle before hopping off the stage himself. The lights blinked on once more.

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