Surviving Five Nights At Freddy's

3: The First

I slip behind Bonnie, staying in the shadows and the camera's blind spots. I smile grimly at the memory of messing with the animatronics, which caused the need to stay hidden at all times. It was last year, I was fifteen. I carried out the crime with my group of friends: Luke, Jack, Isaiah, Kaitlin, and I. We planned two weeks ahead, scheming in one of the few dark corners of the library.

Although that wasn't the first mastermind devious plan. We are truants, outcasts, loners, losers, outsiders. Our status provides for perfect cover. No one questions us if we did it, only looking for evidence for who did it. We would smile and say innocently, "We have no clue. Except, we did hear Jackson (Jackson is the head jock) telling one of the freshman football players to keep his mouth quiet about you know what or else." Three days later, Jackson was suspended for a week and we had a clean slate.

I look ahead as I see Bonnie stop in a long hallway, the light flickering above. He stands still, watching the camera at the end of the hallway, the red light blinking on and off at random intervals. A small shaft of light leaks out from a large square door way.
I slip back behind the corner as Bonnie begins to move.
I hear a loud CLANG. I look around the corner, and watch as Bonnie makes his way toward the end of the hallway. The small shaft of light has now disappeared, it's absence making me question what Bonnie is up to. "But then again, who closed the door? Is someone there? Yes! Someone must be here! But how will I be able to get to them?" I think in a matter of seconds.
I look around the corner again, and watch as Bonnie stands in front of the closed door way, looking up at the camera menacingly. I follow him until I'm standing a foot away from him, standing in his shadow. All of the sudden, the lights go out and the door springs up, but no light shines out. I shiver in fear, about what comes next.
A man inside stares in fear at me. I begin to walk towards the man, and he begins look wildly around, as if looking for a way out.
I try to talk but I begin to gag and cough on a gas that fills the room. I look to see Bonnie walking in behind me, his pupils glowing red. The man's eyelids begin to droop with unnatural fatigue. Bonnie continues to walk over to the man who struggles against the temptation of sleep.
"No," he murmurs, "no." Bonnie advances toward the man and cradles his neck affectionately. Then Bonnie speaks for the first time.
"I'm sorry old friend," he says quietly with remorse. He then continues to close the man's eyelids, and watches him for a moment before turning to me. The strange man's breathing becomes deeper as he sinks into unconsciousness. He wears an official uniform, as if an officer, and has dark hair. He is a bit heavyset and has broad shoulders.
Bonnie murmurs, "You're turn." I look at him with fear, wondering what he could possibly mean by 'my turn'. I rip off my costume head, questioning why I hadn't done it earlier, and look at him straight in the eyes.
My brown, silky, curly hair falls past my shoulders and my brown eyes burn with newfound rage. I throw my costume head to the ground. This..this....this thing kept me here, kidnapped me, took me prisoner, then expects me to help in killing this poor man who's has done who-knows-what in his sleep while he's defenseless. He makes me sick.
I thrash out against Bonnie in a new found rage, my vision tinted red with outrage. I scream a battle cry and imagine myself ripping Bonnie apart, piece by piece, until all that remains is a pile of scrap metal, fabric, and wires. He grips my arms suddenly with such strength that I become weak. He stares into my eyes with such intensity that I become lost inside his deep, green eyes. Wait!?! Green? Green! Human eyes! There are human eyes behind that mask! Human!
"Help," I whimper. He looks at me for a moment longer, then looks away at the sleeping officer. He looks back at me with such pain and sorrow in his eyes that I silently gasp. He releases me, then walks over to the officer and grips the officer's neck. He jerks his hands so suddenly that the man is dead before I can process what is happening. The strange person inside Bonnie's suit looks at the ceiling, and makes a strange noise that I have never heard anything like it. A signal possibly? I then hear footsteps, sounding from both hallways on either side of me.
I glance down at the now abandoned costume head, in the shape of a bear. I am Freddy Fazbear. I look at Bonnie and find him looking at me. He holds out his hand and says one thing and one thing only.
"Come"