Mike Schmidt's Horrid Tale

Bells

Just as Phone Guy's hand missed, a thump came from the area where he fell to. Complete silence. They both knew Freddy was in the office. The two guards stood as silent as possible, not moving an inch... Mike's pupils dilated in fear that he wouldnt get to see Doll again. His fingers started to move, trembling. It was 5 AM. Mike couldnt risk looking up at the clock to see whether it was close to 6 AM or not. He couldnt risk an attack from Freddy. Phone Guy didnt move at all. He was barely even breathing. Mike kept his finger hovering above the camera tablet, careful not to move it. They heard footsteps..

Getting closer and closer.

The power was at 5%. This entire time, the left door had been closed, to keep Bonnie out, and the camera on. It was sapping power. Chica was right outside the door, waiting for Mike's next move. The man with the tablet could feel the animatronic inching closer and closer to him.

He darted his eyes slowly to the power. 3%. It wasnt enough to blackout before an attack.

Banging ensued from the door, and Mike realized Foxy had done that. Instead of attacking him, the fox animatronic helped him of some sorts.. The power dropped down to 0%...

And the building went dark.

Freddy was forced out of the Office to start up his tune. But it didnt start up for a while. Phone Guy lay there, still. No one moved, and only the flickering lights of Freddy's shadowed face was seen...

The tune continued for what seemed to be a minute and a half...

And everything went dark.

Freddy's tune was silenced.

Mike sat still, unmoving.

He muttered something under his breath.

He slowly looked up.

A shriek exploded.

Freddy was lunging at Mike, hands outstretched, face flailing, mouth open.

Mike screamed and attempted to push Freddy's face away, all the time kicking with his free leg.

It was just so little time to 6 AM...

But he wasnt gonna make it....

Is this...

Is this over For Mike Schmidt?