Bunny Buddies: From Hell and Back

Fazbear Frights Part 4.2: Night 4

*This is not owned by me. I do not own the characters, nor the pics, nor the settings and even the universe/fandom/whatever you call this world. All rights go to their respective creators and I'm just a narrator for a world you have yet to experience*

~~~~~(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞_____☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜)~~~~~ 

To say the least, today was a fulfilling day. You got to complete the console design and it looked fantastic, better than the blueprints at least. It looked like bulky goggles that had a strap that fastened the gear to your head and you had two hand held controllers that you called joy-cons(don't sue me Nintendo) that helped you to control the virtual world. When you tested the gear, it fit snugly above your eyes and when the world loaded, you found yourself in your room. You placed a camera on the other side of the device so that it could alert you of obstacles that could be a hazard to you if you were to bump into you. You glanced in amazement as you were perusing around your room and you were happy that the camera documented each aspect of your room and when you turned off the camera, you could still navigate your room without the camera's help. Needless to say, your creation was a success. Now all you had to do was create a game to go with it, but you already had something in mind, something like a rhythm game with swords or other items. You had time to do that and other games too, but first, get the console to fully function. You only got the camera and spatial awareness software, which was a must have, but you still had to program an opening sequence and a home menu. You needed to continue the software design and you would later after your shift.

By the time you reached your job, you had already forgotten your dream from the morning, well most of it at least. There were a few haunting pictures but besides that, you didn't bother to remember at the moment. You were at the door to the building and already you could tell that this night would be worse than yesterday's. You tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Who in the world would jam the door closest to the office if you needed to use it to reach said office?! Whatever, there was the other door that you used on your first night when you weren't used to the location. You opened the door only to find that the eerie atmosphere was a little too much for your already heightened nerves. As you traversed the building, you noticed many tiny details such as a substance that looked like blood was smeared on the walls of the mock-pizzeria and several of the arcade machines were running and were in a static state. You took a closer look only to find Phantom Chica's face replacing the static. You watched in terror as she materialized from the machine and screeched and started running after you. You bolted through the hallways and took a left. You were rushing down Cam 5's hallway and you entered Cam 2's hallway. You were confused on which way to turn when you felt a chilled weight tackled you from behind. You were scared for your life and managed to get out from under Phantom Chica's grasp. You looked around to find the familiar sight of your office window. You were grateful for the proximity of your office to yourself and rushed down the hallway only to trip and fall from none other than Phantom Freddy. He grinned and disappeared when Phantom Chica let out another terrifying scream. You turned to find that Phantom Chica was now pissed more than ever. You blanched and started running for your life while panicking and hyperventilating. When you reached your office, you hid to the left of the door frame, praying that Chica would disappear and maybe never come back? Hey, we can hope right? You let out a huge sigh and when you reached for your backpack, you realized that you must have dropped it when Chica tackled you. Whelp, you might as well go get it, but then again, Phantom Chica would go after you... no! You are going to get your bag and make sure that you didn't crush your creations 'cause God Damn if they ever got harmed! You creeped through the hallways, always alert for the presence of another Phantom so that you could escape without hurting yourself physically or mentally. Nonetheless, your mission was a success and your computer was unscathed thank God! You quietly and quickly scurried back to the office when the phone rang.