Michael Afton meets Charlie // The Fourth Closet/FNAF fanfic

Chapter 1

"John, come on" Jessica whispered, grabbing his arm as she brushed past him and hurried into the room.
"Yeah" he said, and stopped moving as his fingers touched a door.
"John!" Jessica hissed. John tried the door. It opened easily; he peered in, and recoiled.
Someone's in there!
"John!" Jessica whispered urgently as the knock on the door came again. John didn't move.
It took a second for him to realise the figure was staring right at him. They were about his height, and looked familiar in a way he couldn't quite recognise. John stepped closer and took his keys from his pocket. He switched on the keyring penlight, and swept it around quickly. His heart stopped. The person closely resembled Dave- William. But they were different. Their skin had a slight purpleish tint, and their eyeballs were jet black. They stared directly at John, at least it seemed like it.
"John!" Jessica was standing behind the door at the end of the hall, holding it open just a crack as she waited for him. "What's wrong with you? John, what was in that closet?"
"It was..." He swallowed. It was Dave. "It was nothing" he said hoarsely. Jessica's eyes narrowed, it seemed like she didn't believe him.
John walked towards Jessica's voice. He still couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched.