chapter 3: going home

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Y/n shot up and narrowly missed bumping heads with Vanessa. "Hey you okay? you were laying on the floor unconscious." Y/n looked around confused as he remembered being awake in a pitch black room. "What....what was that!" Y/n exclaimed as he found his voice. "What was what?" Vanessa questioned. Y/n looked at her and responded "I was just in a employees only room and saw a man die!" Vanessa looked at y/n confused. "No one but you and me is here right now?" She said as she stood up from her crouched position and offered y/n a hand.
Y/n took it as he responded "maybe he broke in?" Vanessa shook her head "a alarm would have gone off. maybe it was a dream since I didn't Evan find you near a employees only door?" At this y/n looked around and noticed he was at the main fours hallway. Anyways your shifts basically over and Jarod should be here to get things ready for opening so your welcome to leave" Vanessa said her normal expression of non care back upon her face. Y/n nodded and headed to the exit.

Y/n plopped onto his bed yawning as sleep had a heavy grasp on him. Y/n after a while got up from the bed and changed out of his work clothes into a sleeveless turtleneck that's black and a pair of sweat pants. He looked to his desk still scattered with his research. He walked over looking over it Evan though he knew he had already seen it all multiple times. His hand stopped and hovered over something he doesn't remember seeing. A book that's pages were yellowed with age. He picked it up carefully. He knew he hadn't had this before, Right? He remembered everything in his collection! He opened it his hands slightly shaky and on the first page read "property of Willam.s.afton if found return immediately and DO NOT READ." y/n had seen this name twice. Once on a old missing persons poster. And the other in one of the Freddy locations where it had the people who founded the company. Y/n did his best to be careful as he eagerly turned the page. He looked down confused as he found nothing on the page. He flipped through them to find only one thing somewhere in the middle. The writing here looked out of place. It was fresh and had no signs of age like the book and the writing in the front. It read "dear l/n, I have watched you make progress through my little story and have decided to help you progress. But I warn you now that this is a game. I have someone planning your death as we speak and the only way you shall live is if you figure out the whole story of Fazbear's before you get killed."
Y/n looked at the pages reading it once more. Y/n sat the book down and sat on his bed. He knew when he started that it might not be the best idea to look through old murders solved or not. This infact is not why his face went pale when he read that note. What made him so frightened is that the killer of those kids had been arrested and died in jail before he could reach his planned death. Y/n sat there for a hour trying to figure things out. Then y/ns alarm went off it was officially morning. Y/n got up deciding to figure the predicament later. Y/n looked through his fridge before deciding on haveing a bowl of cereal.

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