Bring Life - FNAF x Reader

•Chapter Seven•

I got to the restaurant, anxiety growing rapidly.

Mike had already left and placed the key under the mat.

I walked into the cold front party room. Cool air gently blew in from the hallway in front of me. I didn't like this at all. I grip the cold metal bat with my warm and sweaty hands as I sit in my office.

So it begins.

I flip through the cameras. Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica were all gone already. Drops of sweat roll down my face.

All of the sudden, he was there again. In my office. I stood up, sending the wheelie chair flying back into the wall. I held up the bat and without hesitation swung it at his skull.

He stumbled back into the hallway and his eyes and mouth glowed a sick crimson red. His mouth spread into a violent frown. Fuck that shit. That's creepy as fuck.

I slammed the door down and sat back smugly.

That was before he was standing in front of me. He gave me no time to use the bat as he nearly snapped my wrist.

I knew that this time, I would not be walking away tonight alive.

I could do nothing but scream. My scream was loud and high pitched, and broke into a cry at the end. You could've heard it from outside of the building, I was sure. You could hear the pain and fear and sorrow in that cry. I was hoping anyone outside would hear and maybe help, but that wasn't the situation.

I heard heavy clanks of metal on the hard tile floor to which the purple guy froze. The glow gradually became white again as his expression became fearful.

Freddy was standing in the doorway, just staring at what was before him. The animatronic had moved and wasn't killing us.

The purple guy let go and turned to Freddy.

"You..." He growled, shoving his finger into the animatronics chest. "Should be far gone by now."

Freddy could only move his eyes and mouth, so all he did was narrow his eyes towards the purple guy. I wasn't even sure that Freddy could talk. The music the animatronics played on stage were just played on speakers sinked with the robotics.

It's a mystery as it is that they have a free roaming mode, considering they'd have no sense of direction or capability to act as a human being. How'd they be allowed to walk and talk like a human, and why'd they allow that around children.

The purple man turned away from Freddy and towards me.

"Beat it. Follow the light or whatever." He said coldly at the bear.

He grinned yet again at me as he held up a knife.

"Now, to deal with this bitch." He hissed, but before he could bring down the knife into my flesh, he was yanked by his neck.

Freddy had grabbed his neck and was pulling him down the hallway!

I stood up and watched as the murderer was drug out of sight.

I sat back down in the corner and couldn't bring myself to do much else but cry. I shivered and cried and cried. Why'd my parents want me to get a job? I was practically still a child myself. Look at me, I'm crying like a baby.

At this point, my lipstick was smudged and my glasses broken, making me look like some sort of ghetto clown.

I suddenly saw another man standing in the hallway. This one wasn't the purple guy, but he wore a red bow tie. His dark hair fell over his face. I couldn't make much of him out, like his age or his face.

I stood and cautiously stepped closer to him, wiping my tears.

"No need for tears!" He said. His voice made me jump back.

It was deeper than I'd had thought. He was taller, too.

"Only smiles h-h-here! This is a h-h-happy place!" His words slightly slurred a bit and he stuttered. The stutter sounded more like that of a malfunction.

It made me step back.

"Do you need to find your parents? C-come with me!" He held his arm out. I saw his human hand twitch and glitch like some computer-like object. That's when I should have ran away, but this was the most hope I've had since I started working here, so I took it.

My hand touched his, and I was suddenly very exhausted and emotionally and physically drained. I fell to the floor and the last thing I remember seeing was his face come out of the shadows and look down at me looking worried.