The day was Monday, July 2027, Jake's first day on the job, he had been given a flashlight and a semi-automatic pistol, he flicked the safety switch on, and put the gun in his pant's pocket. He walked into the ruined building, which had been closed because of "incidents'' as Fazbear Entertainment had said. Jake had tried to ask Henry Emily, founder of Fazbear Entertainment about the incidents, but Henry said he didn't remember and didn't want to check for the file. (He had a very crammed desk, he once looked when Henry was doing something in the other room, he couldn't even get the drawer open.)
It made sense that Henry wouldn't remember, he was very old, 87 or something. Jake was only 21. But Henry always had a look in his eyes when he said he didn't remember something, he made a face like he wanted to say it, but couldn't. The moment he walked in, a foul stench hit him, it smelled like an animal that had been rotting for years mixed with oil, smoke, and dirt.
Then he noticed the animatronics, they were sitting on the stage to the right, there was the Prize counter to the left, and a party room, which had been blocked off by rubble. He looked at the animatronics, it looked as if nobody had cared for them in a while, and it looked as if the animatronics had given up waiting. Bonnie was missing most of his plush suit, his left arm, and his face, he still held his guitar, it used to be red, he knew from pictures he had seen, the place had closed before he was born. The guitar's red was very faded, and the strings were hardly still attached.
Freddy was missing his hands, and his lower jaw was on the ground in front of the stage. Chica was also missing her lower jaw, but Jake couldn't see it anywhere in the room. Across the room from the prize counter was a small, circle stage, he could see Foxy peeking out from the tattered curtains, the lights on the stage were shattered, and cobwebs were everywhere. Everything was covered in dust, except for the animatronics, he shrugged it off and started walking to the hallway in front of him, when he heard a metallic grinding noise coming from behind him, he turned around and jumped, all of the animatronic's heads now faced him, Foxy peeked around the side of Pirates Cove, staring at him with his hook reaching around the curtains.
"Uhm... Okaaay... That's not good." Jake said, he turned back around, increasing his pace, he heard more metal grinding behind him.
He started running, the grinding got louder, he started to sprint, the hallway was long, the office was at the end. He got into the office, ducked behind his desk, and pulled out his semi-automatic and fired into the hallway. The bullet clanged off of something solid and made of metal, the sparks illuminated the hallway, revealing Foxy, his eye lit bright white, he could see a hint of another glowing eye behind his eyepatch, which was rotting. Foxy held his hook high, preparing for a downward slash.
Behind him stood Freddy, his eyes were also lit white they both approached the office, they stood over his desk, he shot another bullet into the eyepatch of Foxy, Foxy staggered back, clutching his eyepatch with his hook, since his left arm was missing. Freddy still stood over his desk, not moving, not speaking, just... watching. After about a minute of sheer terror, Foxy and Freddy turned around and staggered back down the hall. When Freddy was rounding the corner, he looked back and whispered something, he couldn't hear much of it, but it sounded like:
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, try not to die."
A/N: LMAO, my writing sucked.
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The Masked Resurgence Part One: Left Behind
HorrorHere's a random-ass story I made when I was 9, I fished it up from my Google Drive. It's inspired by The Masked Resurgence and Masked Devotion series by Pixel Captain on Youtube. You can like it or you can't, I don't care, I made it when I was 9