' 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓 '

1. A Split Corpse

It was an especially hazy, dark night littered with dreary black clouds. No singular star could pentrate through the drab and illuminate the seemingly endless void of clouds.

Your breathing was shallow, full of anticipation as you backed yourself against the murky wall of the late Fazbear Frights. Very little could be seen of your impossibly lustreless surroundings. Everything was jet-black apart from the dim illumination of the van headlights that you had arrived in.

Although faintly aware that even the slightest light in such a scene could bring attention to any passerby, you arrogantly ignored the facts and moved on, leaving the van and slowly creeping your way across to the building's back entrance.

Your hand slowly, though not so smoothly, skimmed across the wall. It felt as though if you were to let it go, you would fall into an endless void of nothingness and never be able to escape.

The steel-cap on the toes of your shoe scraped the wet mossy grass, colliding with a small pebble that was quickly accelerated into the wall that you had not noticed straight infront of you. Luckily for you, you heard a light bang, and that was potluck. The door.

Blindly walking towards what you presumed was the door, you quickly grabbed onto the handle, testing it. It was locked; just as you presumed. You took out a small flashlight and turned it on. The bulb inside of it flickered for a moment before turning on. There was not much light, but it was enough for you as you kneeled down and begun to pick the lock.

It wasn't long after that you managed to pick the lock and enter the building. The heavy duty door slammed behind you, making you wince at the loudness.

Now, it was time for you to initiate plan A, find the animatronic suit and get the fuck out of there.

Your flashlight scanned the hallway you were in, light flashing over murky grey walls and checkered patterns on the floor. The walls seem to be in quite a state inside too which was not exactly ideal. How did this place manage to stay open for Halloween?

Stepping past pieces of animtronic parts that randomly scattered the littered floors of the hallways, you entered the office that was in the far end of the building. You examined what was left in the room. It was barren except for a toppled over office chair and a few cheap tablets. You picked one of the tablet screens up and tested it, trying to turn it on. The screen flicked on and you could see that it was connected to some camera system, but there was only one singular camera active and that was the one which was near the door you had entered. Flipping the tablet over, you looked at the back of it. It seemed to be a couple of years ago when this sort had been produced, it is no wonder why it had a rather awful quality.

Placing the tablet down, you stepped out of the office and carefully made you way through the long hallways, your only guidance being the beam of light infront of you and your own senses.

If you remembered correctly, it was just a left and then you would find.. Ah, there it is.

Your flashlight landed on a Foxy head that hung on the wall. This was what you had been looking for.

Grinning to yourself, you walked up to the Foxy mask and lifted it off the large screw that held it to the wall. It definitely had some weight to it, but it was manageable.

That was when you heard it, something that would change the entire direction of where you would be headed in the future.

There was a loud screech of rusted metal rubbing together.

You dropped the Foxy head and covered your ears, the sound was unbearable, but it wasn't long after that it quietened down and eventually disappeared. What and where did it come from?

The flashlight darted around the room, your heart's beating had picked up in pace and you were on edge. Something had to have created it.

Aimlessly wandering through the building, you kept a hand dragging against the wall incase of a potential secret door. It wouldn't exactly surprise you if there was something like that existed in this place. You knew that Freddy's previous establishments held secrets of its own, and whilst no one ever really knew what happened, it would still be worth it to find some sort of secret in this crumbling place.

There was another screech, but this time it was quieter and followed by a few faint beeps. You used this to your advantage and made quick work to get closer to it. The beeping finally halted infront of a moulded wooden door. You didn't hesitate to open it. You were too curious.

To your disappointment, there was nothing. Your searching was all for nothing.

"This piece of shit!" You cursed, turning back and walking through the corridors without any idea where you were going. You felt like you were going in circles at this rate.

You suddenly tripped over, quickly putting your hands out and catching yourself so you didn't potentially smack your face that harshly into the dirty floor.

Groaning, you slowly got back up and felt at what had caused you to trip over. Wait. No. It couldn't be. You turned towards it and aimed your flashlight at it. Holy shit. It is. Why was this still here?

There, right infront of you, sat a lifeless animatronic suit.

"Jackpot." You muttered under your breath, a large grin spreading across your face.

You made a quick attempt at trying to heave the animatronic up, but quickly set it back down due to the heaviness of it. "Damn this this is heavy." You grumbled, attempting again but failing.

There was another beep. You looked around for a moment, you need to think fast. Another beep. Then it hit, an alarm. A burglar alarm, which was rather late you admit, but it was still an alarm. Police would most likely be at the establishment in a matter of minutes.

You looked back at the animatronic, eyeing it up. You had to take the risk, this thing would probably allow you to live in luxury the rest of your life due to how valuable these robots are.

Lifting the animatronic up so you could drag it, you brought it to the door you had first entered. It was a struggled to open the door and not drop the animatronic whilst doing so, but you managed and attempted to drag the animatronic out. The door began to shut midway through bring the animtronic out and caught it there. It was stuck.

You yanked roughly at the robotic, trying to get it to budge, and to your dismay it roughly snapped in half and the door finally shut with a loud bang. Now the other half, which would be worth just as much as the half you currently had, was on the other side. There was no time to retrieve it now.

Atleast you still had part of the animatronic. Maybe you could return later for the other half.

There was no time to think, and due to practically half of the animatronic being snapped off, the weight halfed and made it alot easier for you to bring it to your van.

Opening the van doors, you chucked the robot in and shut the van doors, making sure it would not open whatsoever. You then jumped into the drivers seat and buckled yourself in, starting up the vehicle.

It was only after you had maneuvered the vehicle out of the small parking lot behind the building and onto the main road when you heard the sirens of police cars. 2 cars sped past you, and eventually would be turning to Fazbear Frights.

There was traffic on the road unfortunately, but that gave you some time to write down on your notepad.

Find an animatronic related object.

You ticked it.

Mission Success.