After giving the hallway the all clear, we left. First stop, the office. We could just stick to the hallway and would reach the offices, but we did have to pass some stairs. And we had to pass Lyn's dead body. Yeah, that too. We crept along the hallway, listening for sound and checking for movement, something was upstairs, but it didn't seem to know we were here so we were fine.
We reached the principal's office first. We did not see the principal, so all was probably not that fine and well. But, we saw her phone charging. We took the charger and left the phone, making sure to still listen for anamatronics near us. The clanking had gone away. We then left the office, heading towards the music rooms, but staying on the ground level. We managed to make it across to the closest stairs. Stumbling up, we heard a familiar song. The Toreador March by Carmen, or... The song Freddy plays when the power runs out. We heard Freddy's footsteps echo as he headed onwards. We climbed up the last flight and ran towards the music rooms.
The door creaked open to reveal, right in the middle of the classroom, a box that looked suspiciously like the puppet's. We sneaked into music room two and grabbed the bags of headphones.
After leaving the music room we headed towards art. But old bonnie was at the end of the corridor. We raced towards the stairs and sprinted to the art room. Reaching art room 2 we went inside and raced around to the part covered by a wall as the screeching of metal grew louder. We all held our breath as we felt Old Bonnie's footsteps came louder. We all looked at each other a the anamatronic somehow managed to smash the glass. We saw the shards of glass fly against the opposite wall. The silence rang out as Bonnie presumably paused to look at the scene. Then we heard the footsteps moving onto art room 2. We heard him do the same thing and then, satisfied we weren't there, walked away. I grabbed a couple of 60cm rulers, and we waited a bit for any audio at all, but only distant footsteps and some squawking could be heard. We quickly sneaked out to the portables. Creeping our way out towards lab 1, we paused at every sound, making sure it wasn't headed towards us. Since we got rid of mangle, we didn't have to look up and check the ceilings. We made it to lab one and were about to enter when Persephone tripped over a body on the floor.
"Why hello, didn't see you there." She said as she got up. She had tripped over our science teacher, whose nickname was Mr. Melon. We got a few match boxes and Stephanie went onto the computer. She pressed 'play' on the 10hr version of ironically, five nights at Freddy's song by the living tombstone and we quickly left.
We had to complete our round trip by going to the canteen en route. We had to dash down to the canteen, leaving ourselves completely exposed. We raced down, but heard a familiar laugh. We dived into the food lab, waiting for Freddy to pass. But when we were in there we saw something. A monitor, but not a camera. This one said 'audio devices', 'camera system' and 'ventilation', as well as 'reboot all'. Stephanie grabbed it and we ran out, racing our way to the canteen. We got the last remaining stuff and headed right to lab 6, which luckily wasn't far away.
We had made it! We went right through the door and put all the stuff down.
"What's that?" Charlotte asked as we came back.
"The FNAF3 system." I said. Waititt...
"ITS FNAF3 we're dead!" Natalie said. We all looked at each other. I grabbed the charger and plugged the camera in. It luckily fit. I saw it. The 'map toggle' button and the 'play audio' button.
"Someone has got to be on here 24/7, because I don't want spring trap coming here, no way." I said. I brought up the lab 1 camera and saw a familiar anamatronic in the corner.
"Springtrap" Seph said.
"Welcome to the Freddy Fazbear Family." I muttered as I put the monitor down.
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FNAF Reality
Fanfiction6 girls in high school jokingly plan for when Five Night's and Freddy's 1, 2 and 3 become real and try to kill all the students and teachers. However their plans might be more useful than they thought. And even if they do follow them, will they sur...