Mike Schmidt's Horrid Tale

Deadly Encounters

Mike walked back in the empty restaurant. It was 11:58 PM. He trudged over to The Office, taking a seat on he only chair there and looked at the clock, pointing to 11:59. "Ready whenever you are." He muttered. The clock chimed. The tablet powered up. 99% Power. Mike flipped through the cameras before hearing that ringing sound of the phone. Two more rings. And then the voice buzzed into Mike's ears.

"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..."

With that cue, Mike checked the cameras. Bonnie was in the Dining Area. Chica in the Restrooms. He shuddered, since it wasn't even 1 AM yet. Chica retreated to the Dining Area while Bonnie walked to the Parts room, right next to the Dining Area.

"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."

Mike checked the lights and heard the ding of 1 AM. Bonnie was in the Supply Closet while Chica in the Restrooms. His eyes widened when he saw Bonnie that close.

"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... "

"No shit." Mike grumbled, checking the cameras. Bonnie was in the West Hallway, while Chica in the Dining Area.

"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."

"Yeah, whatever." Mike exhaled sharply as the other line hung up, leaving the dial tone on. Mike reached out to put the phone back where it should be. He checked the cameras. Chica was in the Kitchen. Foxy was peeking out of his curtain. Mike shuddered at the sudden thought of it. He remembered it somehow.... Freddy in the Show Stage and- Where's Bonnie?

He checked everywhere. Bonnie was nowhere in sight. He lowered his camera and Bonnie was charging at him. Mike screamed in fear and slammed the tip of Bonnie's nose, sending it backwards. Pain jolted in Mike's fist as he closed the door on Bonnie's left ear, cutting a bit of it off. He cupped the area of his heart with his hand, as it beat extremely. "Holy fucking shit!" He exclaimed, checking on Chica who was spotted in the Restrooms. Mike looked up at the clock. 3 AM. He checked the power. What the--? 43%?!? "Holy shit!" He whispered, hoping not to attract any animatronics to The Office by the sound of his voice. Mike cupped his mouth with his hands, breathing heavily. His vision blurred but he shook his head, checking the cameras. Bonnie was in the Parts Room. He opened up the left door. Chica was in the East Hallway. He shuddered at its open jaw. Mike then looked at the camera with the Freddy Poster on it. Something was... "Oh fuck!" His heart skipped a beat when he saw the Freddy on the poster tearing his own head off. "What the fuck? What the fuck?!? What the fuck?!?!" He screamed repeatedly as words flew by his eyes spelling "ITS ME" and seeing quick glances of Freddy with his bloodshot eyes. Mike screamed, closing his eyes, cupping them with his hands. He sat there for a few minutes. His hand trembled as it checked the lights. Chica was staring at Mike from the window. The light got dark for a second and Chica was gone. He slammed the door shut just as Chica was about to scream the horrifying shriek Bonnie did when Mike encountered it. Bonnie was in the Supply Closet. "Goddamn." He muttered repeatedly, staring at the ceiling. He looked at the clock in hopes of something close to 6. 5:23 AM. Mike frowned as he checked the cameras. Bonnie moved. He checked the lights and Bonnie was staring in some sort of rage at Mike. He screamed as he slammed the door shut. Chica retreated to the Dining Area soon, Bonnie following the chicken animatronic and going into the Parts room. 5:49 AM. 10%. "I'm never gonna fucking make it. Oh god. Oh Godammit." Mike murmured. He checked the cameras, and looked over to Pirates Cove. Foxy was out of the curtain. Mike quickly checked the cameras and landed on the West Hallway, Foxy sprinting towards The Office. The fox animatronic had some... Dark... Haunted eyes. The animatronic disappeared from the camera's sight as Mike lowered it, closing it on the animatronic right before it got in. He breathed hard. Banging ensued, as the clock read 5:56 AM. He glanced at his Power. 3%- It depleted to 1%. He exhaled sharply as the banging stopped, opening the door. 0%. Total darkness. Mike waited for half a minute. 5:58 AM. The tune of the Toreador March, the song which Mike loved when he was a kid, was played by Freddy. Mike's jaw started to shake, the sole person forming tears in his eyes. 5:59 AM. The tune continued playing. "Oh god please don't do this to me." He said as he closed his eyes, squinted shut. The tune of 6 AM played. Mike opened his eyes, staring onto the ground. "Oh. My god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god." He repeated. Everytime he said that, his smile just got bigger. "I MADE IT!" He screamed in joy as he ran as fast as possible out of the restaurant, grinning madly as he drove off to his significant other, Doll. The sun was starting to rise upwards as it casted beautiful scenery on the drive back to Mike's apartment. Little did he know, it was going to be much harder from here on out...