I was back in the security office yet again that evening. Guy claimed he 'needs to talk to one of the old guards about something awesome, Man!'. I had little choice but to accept the role yet again. Not that it mattered; ever since we came this close to completing the attraction, I've had lots of free time. I really am grateful Chuck and Guy have made good progress!
When the clock above me rang midnight, I instantly gave a yawn. I could tell this would be a long, boring night, as usual. A minute later, my phone rang. I saw that it was, yet again, Guy. I answered, making sure to not release all my anger from his laziness on him.
"Yeah?"
"Hey, Man!" he said in a cheerful voice. "Okay, so I have some awesome news for you!"
"Oh? And what's that?"
"First of all, we found some vintage audio training cassettes! Dude, these are, like, prehistoric!"
"Compared to now? Of course they are! But what's on them, exactly?"
"I think they're, like, training tapes for, like, other employees, or something like that."
"Wow! Nice find!"
"Yeah! So, I thought we could, like, have them playing over the speakers as people walk through the attraction. Dude, that would make this feel LEGIT, Man!"
"No doubt!"
"But I have an even better surprise for you! And you're not going to believe this...!"
This certainly peaked my curiosity.
"What is it?" I asked.
Even though we were on the phone, I could tell Guy had his signature sneaky grin glued on his face. Finally, he spilled the beans.
"We found one. A REAL one!"
I feel like I should know what he's talking about. Unfortunately, I wasn't too sure.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "What did you find?"
"Uh...oh, sorry, gotta go, Man...uh, well, look, it's in there somewhere; I'm sure you'll see it."
That's reassuring.
"Okay, then."
"Ok, I'll leave you with some of this great audio I found! Talk to ya later, Man!"
Before I could say a goodbye back, I could hear him move his phone away from his face and onto what sounded like a table. I then heard what sounded like a click. Probably from an old-school cassette player. Suddenly, I heard a new voice play through my phone speaker.
"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, welcome to your new career as a performer-slash-entertainer for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."
This almost sounded like Guy...if Guy's voice was higher and he didn't have that stupid surfer-dude voice.
"These tapes will provide you with much-needed information on how to handle-slash-climb into-slash-climb out of mascot costumes."
Wait; climbing in and out of mascot costumes? Since when was that a thing?!
"Right now we have two specially designed suits that double as both animatronic and suit! So please pay close attention while learning how to operate these suits, as accidents-slash-injury-slash-death-slash-peripheral and grotesque maiming can occur."
Damn! Are these suits that dangerous...?!
"First, we will discuss how to operate the mascots when they are in animatronic form. For use of operation, the animatronics are set to turn and walk towards sound waves, giving an easy and hands-free approach for making sure the animatronics stay where the children are for maximum entertainment-slash-crowd pleasing value."
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FNAF: Fazbear Fright
FanfictionBOOK 4 OF 7 What happens when an old family pizzeria chain that was supposedly haunted finally closes its doors for good decades ago? Why, you make a horror attraction based on it that features authentic relics, of course! And that's exactly what Er...
