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──────༺♡༻──────The next night I drive around to all my friend's houses and pick them up. This time when we go into Fazbears, we have Me, Kyle, Scarlett, and Jamie. Both girls have the day shift and said nothing was weird during their shift. So they decided they'd come with me and Kyle tonight to help us figure out what was going on with the animatronics and maybe even find a way to stop them.
As we pile out of my shitty car Scarlett looks at me and questions me. "Okay Spencer, explain to me again why the hell I'm here with you at midnight?" As we walk up to the building I sigh before responding. "Look, I don't entirely know. However, what I do know, is that there's something really freaky going on with these animatronics. It's like they have...consciousness? They attacked me and Kyle and almost killed us more than once." We get into the building and head to the elevator. Jamie decides to cut in. "Aww, my little bro must've been terrified!" She says jokingly while ruffling Kyle's fluffy hair. God, I wanna ruffle his hair like that. Kyle pouts and shoos her hand away. "Hey cut it out! I was not!" He says, grinning with feigned annoyance.
We all crowd in the elevator, the space feeling tighter with four people rather than two. It starts clucking its way down and as always, HandUnit starts talking. "Welcome back to another pivotal night of your thriving new career! Where you really get to ask yourself, What am I doing with my life? What would my friends say? And most importantly, Will I ever see my family again?" Jesus Christ. What a great way to start the night. I look around at our small group and I can see that Scarlett and Jamie are both concerned by what HandUnit is saying. "We understand the stresses of a new job, and we're here for you. To help you reach a more stable and relaxing frame of mind, we offer several musical selections to help make this elevator ride as relaxing and therapeutic as possible. We offer contemporary jazz, classical, rainforest ambiance, as well as a wide selection of other choices." The yellow keypad pops up and this time Jamie and Scarlett are startled by it. "Using the keypad below, please type the first few letters of the musical selection you would prefer." Scarlett is the first to break the silence. "I'm sorry what? Is this a thing that happens every night?" I roll my eyes as I answer her. "Yep, every night that voice guides us through shit. Its name is HandUnit and it's really annoying." Before I can do or say anything else Jamie steps right up to the keypad and presses a few buttons. "It seems you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type and I will autocorrect it for you. Thank you for selecting... Casual bongos." Both Jamie and Kyle start giggling as bongo music starts playing. Christ. Like brother, like sister I guess. "Now that your elevator experience has been customized to your needs, and your thoroughly relaxed, it's worth mentioning that due to your lackluster performance yesterday, your pay has been decreased by a substantial amount." My jaw drops. Lackluster performance?! "Please enjoy the rest of your descent." It's silent for a second before I start yelling. "I'm sorry what?! 'Lackluster performance' my ass! We both almost died last night for this dumb job!" Kyle snorts and I turn to glare at him but as soon as I see his face my expression softens. He pats my shoulder and smiles. "Don't worry Spence, It'll be over soon and we can get a new job, right?" He said it so sweetly. Damn it. I just can't be mad at him. I can definitely hear the girls giggling tho. They just love to tease me about my crush on Kyle. I shoot them a small frown.
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Into the Shadows
PertualanganHe crawls in with the flashlight and I follow close behind. Just a few seconds after we start crawling we hear the motion trigger go off for us and then there's a moment of silence before we hear a second motion trigger. We keep crawling as I say. "...