The Visit To Freddy's

Lily's P.O.V continued

I fell asleep on the couch, it was so comfy, fuzzy cushions surrounded me. The phone rang again. I jumped up, my reaction was very fast as I answered the call.

"Hello, it's Miss Lily Aston. I tried to get through to you earlier. The man on the other line said he cant try to get you to phone me. Well my son's missing, Im sure he told you tha-"

"Lily, hold up... Phillip is missing?" The familiar voice asked.

"I never told you my sons name, who is this?"

"It's Mike, your little brother."

"Oh. Mike" I frowned, where are the police?

"Yeah, me. You sound disappointed. Why is Phillip missing, do you know where he is?"

"That's the whole point of the phrase "missing". Of course I have no idea."

"Oh. Yeah. I'm guessing you were waiting for the police."

"Duh."

"Umm... well, I guess I should hang up."

"Yeah you should. Hold on a second, why would you call me?"

"Nothing important, it's about my new job, I wanted to tell you that I think I know why Gerald is dead, but Phillip is important to you right now."

"THANK YOU MIKE! I think I might know why Phillip is missing. He has only one reason to run away, to find out what happened to his dad... About your job, do you have to watch security outside too?"

"Uh, no. My security guard means  that I look after the robots, other than worrying about burglars. Nothing gets in, nothing gets out."

"Oh. Why do you have to watch the animatronics?"

"Yeah, that's what I was going to tell you about. But, you'd think I'm crazy, that I'm on drugs again. I've been clear for 2 years.

"Good for you. But please tell me, I need to find out whats going on!" The other end was silent... nothing but a fuzz in the background.

"... Well, you see... uhhh..."

"JUST GET IT OVER AND DONE WITH!" I yelled over the phone. I was getting impatient and more agrivated by the second.

"The robots, uhh, try to kill me."

"What?!?"

"They're on this, um, night time roam thing. So, they walk about on they're own. There has been... some sort of glitch in their system, which means they try to kill anyone they see when they're not controlled."

"Ok, so, robots that have minds of their own. How does this help?  They seem so.... nice during the daytime."

"That's because they're under controll. They have been under controll since... the bite of '87. I think that they tried to kill your husband while he was a nighguard, and they managed to kill him."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm gonna hang up, uh, meet you Monday? If you're free of course."