Attacked

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~Jeremy's POV~
Then a phone rang. I looked all around the room but I didn't see a phone. Then there to was fax machine. I answer it by pushing a green button.

"Uh hello? Hello hello? Uh hello, and welcome to the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! 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 down this new and exciting career path!" A strange man said.

"Oh uh hi! My name is Jeremy and-"

"Uh now, I want you to forget anything you may have heard about the old location, you know. Uh, some people still have somewhat negative impressions of the company. Uh... That old restaurant was kind of left to rot for quite a while" he interrupted.

"Hey! Can you hear m-?"

"But I want to reassure you, Fazbear's entertainment is committed to family fun and above all, safety. They've spent a small fortune on these new animatronics, uh, facial recognition, advance mobility, they even let them walk around during the day."

"Guess not."

"...Isn't that neat? ~clearing throat~ but most importantly, they're all tied into some criminal database, so they can detect a predator a mile away. Heck, we should be paying them to guard you."

"Guard me?" I said with a smile. "What is Mike talking about?" I checked the flashlight and winded up the music box.

"...Uh... You're the only second guard to work at that location. Uh, the first guy finished his week, but complained about the conditions. Uh, we switched him to day shift, so lucky you, right? He said that they would move at night, and even try to get into his office. Now, uh, we know that that is impossible. Uh, that restaurant should be the safest place on Earth. The robots were never given a Night Mode."

"Wait. Then how did Toy Freddy and Toy Chica move from the stage?" I asked to myself. I winded up the music box. Still nothing. I checked the cameras. Nothing.

"...There's music box over by the prize counter, and it's rigged to be wounded up remotely. So just, every once and a while, sketch 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."

The Marionette.

"Uh, as for the rest of them, we have an easier solution. You see, there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about robots seeing you as an endoskeleton without his costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear's head, problem solved!"

"What!? What!? Why?!" I asked over and over again. I wasted so much time flipping out, I wasted time listening to the call.

"Hey you have a light! And even though tryout flashlight can run out of power, the building cannot not. So, don't worry about the place going dark. Well, I think that's it! Uh, you should be golden, check the lights, put the Freddy head if needed, and keep that music box wound up! Have a good night, talk tomorrow!"
The call ended.

Now I was alone. The fact now that there was no one to hear, it left the place silent. I checked the cameras one by one. Freddy and Bonnie moved. Great. A faceless bunny was coming to haunt me in my sleep. Terrific.

As soon as I put the tablet down, Bonnie was right in front of me. It scared the living crap out of me, and I pushed backwards on my chair. I picked up the Freddy head on the ground and put it on. But it was too late. Bonnie pulled it off me and let out a huge "Screeech!" Leaving my ears to bleed. Still covering my ears, I fell off my chair. I felt something grab my leg, and it was Bonnie clenching into it with his teeth. I screamed in pain. About 2 minutes later, Bonnie finally left. I checked my watch, and it was 5:00am.
I felt like I couldn't walk, so I stayed there on the ground, weeping.

Too bad no one was here to help me.

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