Five Nights at GameGrumps -#Wattys2015-

Chapter Seven: Jon {Night Three}

Before I start this chapter, I would like to thank my good buddy Dreamie_Arabian for this awesome art of Suzy! She's still cute even as a animatronic. <3 I sure hope it's in the multimedia haha. Haha please Wattpad. Please work.

I arrive at the office complex just like I had done for the past few nights but tonight was to be different. This time I had someone with me; Jon. Jon will be my step closer to solving this mystery but for some reason, I have this sinking feeling inside that he won't show up tonight; that he's chickened out and it's just me again.

"I hope you didn't think I had run off, did you?" A familiar voice says behind me. I turn around and I'm greeted by what I gather to be Jon. I shake my head in response to his question and he smiles brightly. He sure was cheery for a guy who was gonna spend six whole hours in a building with killer robots.

"So! We heading in or are we just gonna stand out here and let the cold get to us instead?" Jon says as he rubs his arms up and down in an attempt to keep warm. I laugh, "You should've brought a jacket." I reply as I lead him towards the door of the building.

"Who needs a jacket when you're about to get into a building with killer robots who used to be your friends?" Jon replies with a sarcastic smile written over his face. I can tell that I'll get along well with Jon; I just hope that he can survive the night.

"Okay so that's all we're supposed to do? We're supposed to just sit around here and watch these dumbasses try and get this room, huh? I don't see what's so hard about that." Jon says after I had just finished explaining our goals for tonight. It wasn't the reaction I was expecting not was it the one that I wanted but I got it regardless.

"Basically. But I really wouldn't bad mouth about them... they might be mindless robots, animatronics, whatever; but they can still do some pretty serious damage if they lay their metal hands on you." I reply as I look up at Jon with a serious look in my eyes. I adjust my glasses to see my surroundings better and Jon nods. Before either of us could say another word, the phone began ringing. I answer the call and glance over Jon as the woman begins talking.

"Mark." Was all she said for a few moments. An eerie silence follows and I half expect a blood curling scream to follow but instead, Holly laughs.

"You did your research I see. Now you know who I am, yes?" I nod as if she could see me and she continues, "I also know that someone else is there with you. Hello Jon."

Jon stares at the phone speechless, as do I. How did Holly know that Jon was with me? It couldn't be that... maybe she's keeping an eye on me?

"The first night, you remember that dont you, Mark? I left a recording for you but then I realised; what's the point in hiding? I have nothing to left to live for anymore so I gave up on the recordings and I've now decided to call you every night until the night you don't answer. Then I'll know what has become of you."

"You've done your research in more depth and now you know who we are. I can also tell you that your assumptions about Kevin were incorrect. Maybe. Who knows; maybe I'm not here to help you. Maybe I am. But if I die then I want you both to know that you can't trust anyone, not even yourselves."

"I hope that you both never have go through the same pain that my friends had to. I can still hear their screams for help and their cries... Oh god, it feels like just yesterday. It was the most painful thing I had to do but I knew that I had to tell someone and I was the only one left. Now it's up to you two, I can't do much from where I am but you can. You can put their restless souls to rest and I'm sure that's what they want. Anyway I should be going now... I'll see you both soon. Goodbye." The call ends and the air is filled with silence until a loud bang sounds at the door that stands behind us and our deaths.

"I kn-know you're i-in there. Le-Let me in. " I hear Jon whisper a single name to himself, "Ross." I can see the pain in his face as Ross continues to bang at the door, this must be really hard for him.

"I ca-can sense yo-you. Plus A-Arin told us y-you were here. So th-theres that as well." Ross says as he begins to claw at the now weakening door. I wasn't sure how long it would be able to hold but I silently hoped that he would lose interest before it gave way. Luckily my wishes came true and Ross clunked away from the door. I breathe out a sigh of relief and check the monitors to see if anyone else was active. Ross and Danny weren't anywhere to be found and that was rather unsettling.

Hahaha. We're all around you, those doors won't he-help you when we-we get to you...

Jon and I begin to look around ourselves to try and find the source of the voice but no avail. I feel a cold shiver shoot down my spine and I nearly drop the monitor but thankfully, I regained the feeling in my arms before it smashed to the ground.

Four am. Two more hours and that wad it. We could go home and rest up for another night and get one step closer to freedom. I wasn't sure if the police were still interested in what I was doing but I knew that I had to continue my job, no matter what. I have to fulfil Holly's wish; to lay these poor souls to rest. I have to find their killer and set them free.

Thud thud thud! Bang!

My head shoots around to see one of the windows broken, shattered glass lying all over the ground. I let out an uneasy sigh, how much more of this could I take?

"We're not your friends. We're not your allies, we're your doom." Arin recites as he bangs harshly at the door. This wasn't the time to think about this but I had finally figured out their patterns; Ross was usually the first to come out of hiding and then makes an attempt at the door, Arin does the same except his movements around the door are spontaneous, Danny is the same as Arin, Barry doesn't make an attempt at the doors unless we're not paying attention and Suzy, well... she's now the only remaining sentient one. She still has control over her human state unlike the others but soon she'll lose that and we'll be back at square one.

Five am. Come on, just a little more... Bang! I turn my head to the door to see that one of the hinges that held it in place was now loose and I see Jon notice it too as he quickly grabs a spare chair and jams it against the handle of the door. I don't know what that was supposed to do but it would hopefully hold until the end of the night.

""We're here. We're going to kill you, just like he did to us. No one can help us now, there's no point in trying. Leave now or we will be forced to do something nasty." Barry taunts as he joins Arin in his attempt to take down the door. Come on, come on! I look down at the monitor for reassurance that everything was going to be okay but for some reason, the screen was blank. I shake it frantically and when it finally clicks that it had run out of batteries, I stop wasting my energy.

Everything goes silent. It's too quiet, even for now. I realise that it must have hit six am and I turn to Jon who was staring blankly at the door. He doesn't say anything for a while but he soon croaks out a single sentence.

"Why are they doing this?"