Five nights at Freddy's (Complete Fanstory, 1-4)

The Fifth Night (Mike Jr)

Foxy, Freddy, Chica, Mangle, Marionette, Balloon Boy and Springtrap. That was a lot for just one night, I don't even want to guess what will happen on the next night.

Springtrap really seems like he is the only animatronic that is, active. The other ones seem to just be, ghosts.

I was still overly confused about Freddy scaring away Springtrap, why would he help me? Isn't Freddy also trying to kill me?

I just wanted to leave this place like crazy, I was ready to quit my job right there, right now, but like always, something kept pulling me back to it. It was making me feel as if this job, the horror of the nightshift was worth my life, it made me feel as if it was worth other lives.

The next night, something indeed will happen, I know it, and I know it doesn't have to do with Springtrap, it has to do with Freddy.

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The usual happened, I left the attraction, drove, came home and collapsed onto my bed. My head was dug deep into my pillow, I sighed.

The night was harsh, but I shouldn't speak so soon yet, more is to come. I turned myself around to face the ceiling, found myself more comfortable that way.

My IPhone whistled.

Daniel.

"Hey man! How'd the fourth night go? Did you find what you were looking for? Or did you finally come to your senses?"

"All I found was more questions than answers."

"Hmm, nothing big?"

"Nope," I reconsidered this. "Well, actually yes."

"I'm listening,"

"The usual happened, Springtrap traveling around the place to find me, the phantoms were jumping and scaring, I found out that there are 6 phantoms."

"Ok, is that it?"

"Freddy saved me,"

Daniel didn't text back for a minute or two. "He-he saved you?"

"Yes, now I really am starting to wonder whether Freddy is-" I wanted to stop there, just bringing up that word, that one singular word makes me cry.

"I know Mikey, you don't need to say it. But it's really unnatural and it really doesn't make sense. I think it's just your-"

I know what Daniel was going to say. "I know. That is why I'm returning again tonight,"

"Hold on, hold on! I thought you said you were going to quit,"

"Right after I figure out some things, starting with Freddy."

I had to admit, I was extremely tired, I couldn't sleep all day, not with these many questions roaming my head. Nothing made me more tempted to go back home and rest in my bed. But then again, I can't sleep, I can't really focus, all I am is anxious.

Part of me really wanted to believe that Freddy was my father, but how can that be? That's entirely impossible.

Although I do remember in my father's journal a story from another security guard, Jeremy, that stated that nearly five children died mysteriously at a birthday party, only one survived.

Jeremy said their souls left their bodies and became trapped inside five animatronics. The sixth one lost his frontal lobe, surprising though that one could survive without its frontal lobe. I don't believe it any of that bullshit, how can that be possible?

I think the children died due to P.G, he hates children after all. P.G, the scum of an asshole, a filth of a man, a murderer who needs to die..."*sigh* god, I really need to stop.