I woke up to my blaring alarm, groggy from staying up so late. I checked the time as I snoozed the alarm, seeing that it was now 6:30 am. I was going to close my eyes again when I remembered the potential job I found last night. I lazily sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and slowly made my way to the bathroom for a shower.
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Now that I was dressed and feeling more awake from taking a shower, I poured myself a cup of coffee(which I had brewing while I showered) and made my way to the coffee table that the newspaper rested on. I sat down, a phone in hand, and dialed the number on the circled portion of the paper. Almost as soon as I called, the phone was answered with an exhausted "Hello?" I struggled to find words for a moment, taken off guard by the quick answer. "H-hi I was calling for a job interview..." I stated nervously. "Okay, first and last name?" "Y/N L/N" "...Ok, come to the address stated in the job advertisement at 7:15 am, you have the address right?" "Yes, I do." I answered quickly. "Alright, be there on time, then we will interview you, goodbye." Without another word he hung up, I wasn't sure what to think about it, but he did sound tired so I assumed that was why he came off as a bit rude...
I decided that my current outfit would be good enough for the interview, and I continued doing whatever I needed to do before I got ready to leave.
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The drive to the horror attraction didn't take much time, only taking about 5 minutes, so I arrived a few minutes early. Getting out of the car, I couldn't help but to stare up in awe at the building.While most people probably wouldn't be impressed by the building, I had an interest in scary and creepy stuff, and that's exactly what this building was: scary and creepy.
The Fazbear's Frights sign was lit up, with the exception of a few lights within the sign that flicked on and off, adding to the creepy vibe the place gave off, but it was a horror attraction after all, so it wasn't unusual.
Entering the building, the air had a heavy feel to it, being full of dust and whatever else that gave it strange old smell. Despite that, the air was rather chilly, causing me to shiver slightly. I was about to wander further into the building when a voice called out from beside me ."Hey!" A tall man, who was probably around 20, walked out of seemingly nowhere. He wore a light blue uniform shirt with a black tie and a gold badge, accompanied by black uniform pants and dress shoes. I stared at him a moment, trying to think of what I'm supposed to say until he spoke for me,"Are you Y/N L/N? Here for the interview?" He questioned with a serious looking expression. "Yeah, uh am I too early?" I questioned, slightly nervous. "No it's alright, we can just start now." He said, softening his expression. He gestured for me to follow him, guiding me across the attraction. I viewed our surroundings with interest as I studied the creepy atmosphere that every corridor created; they did a good job making this place look terrifying. "By the way, I'm Jeremy, Jeremy Fitzgerald. Nice to meet you." He said in a monotone voice, breaking the silence. "Nice to meet you too." You responded awkwardly.
Arriving in an office, which also fit the whole horror theme, Jeremy brought a stack of paperwork out of a drawer from the desk, setting it on top and shuffling through it. "You have to sign a few things, it's a lot to read but you can skip through it."
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After filling out the application and attempting to read some shady conditions, you ended up skipping through and signing it anyways, despite your gut telling you to not to.
"Can you start tonight?"
"Sure"
Not like you had much else to do.

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FanfictionFresh out of highschool and freshly kicked out of the house, you find yourself desperately looking for a job. Finding a shady, yet well paying job as a night guard, you take the risk of applying and immediately regret it when you're met with more th...