Chapter 2: Cornered

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           Every night I returned to the pizzeria I felt more and more exhausted. Each night the situation got more complicated. All the animatronics were not making it easy. I noticed each night I was closer to running out of power before that Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and of course foxy were laughing at me.

           In my head I kept hearing "You won't make it! You won't, you won't!" It was really stressful as well as scary, but it was just the beginning.

           The week was almost over, and I was considering leaving the job. My sanity was really leaving me. I walked into the pizzeria at around 11:35 p.m. and I looked at the stage. Knowing that these characters were like four grim reapers, and I was the new soul they were trying to reap. I walked up to the stage, and I looked at Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica.

           "Well, I am pleased to inform you that I might leave after this week, I'm sorry if I disturbed your nightly rounds." I try to say with confidence, but knowing they couldn't hear me was obvious. Why did I have to be a nightguard when they technically they could take care of themselves; I was just bait after all. I headed to the office trying to regain my composure without noticing three pairs of eyes tracking me.

Freddy's POV

                       The nightguard left, did I hear him correctly? He's going to be leaving after this week. Well (Mr./Ms.) guard I don't think I could allow you to do that. Tonight, is the night we push harder this time. Bonnie looked at me as soon as the guard was down the hall so I could finally carry out the plan I was planning while the guard started.

           "Tonight, is the night we finally catch this guard," I say to him quietly as so to make sure the cameras didn't pick up any audio. Bonnie nodded and carried out his part of the plan. Tonight, it's our turn to succeed.

Your POV

           The shift started calmly. The animatronics left their spots as usual but, not coming to the office. Bonnie was in the closet; Chica was near the restrooms and for some reason Foxy didn't want to show up at all.

           "Something must be wrong?" I thought. They have been putting up a relentless battle all week, but tonight they're much calmer. It was too good to be true. I looked through the cameras. "Oh no!" I cried; Freddy was missing. I looked and looked. Then, it happened.

           "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Screamed Freddy as I fell back. I quickly got up and bolted at the door without hearing Freddy's creepy laugh as I ran. As I ran down the hall, I saw the supply closet door open, and Bonnie stared right at me and got ready to pounce. I managed to be faster than him and continued to run. As I made it to the dining area, I saw Chica she and I was heading towards a collision I managed to slow down and head down the other hallway, but the security door was closed. This wasn't good, then I heard a familiar jingle. I looked behind me and there was Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica heading down.

           "Please don't hurt me!" I tried to say. It was clear they weren't listening all they did was come closer and closer and the only sound I heard was voice clips from the old show they use to perform. Suddenly the power went off and the door beside me opened. Without hesitation I ran only to bump into foxy and fall on the floor, I was feeling dizzy. I noticed that I was passing out, the only words I heard was "Take (him/her) to the parts/service room."

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