The Escapee [M. Schmidt || Five Nights At Freddy's Movie]

Chapter 6

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The weather had gotten worse, it was thundering and lightning outside, Claire was lying awake in her shared bed, she couldn't sleep because of how loud the storm was and she was worried about Mike. Abby had barely spoken to her during the evening, but at least she had some dinner.

Claire was staring at the ceiling, trying to clear her mind but whenever she tried and ended up thinking the worst about something happening to Mike.

Elsewhere, the lights from Freddy's Fazebear Pizzeria were the only thing that illuminated the outside. In the security office, Mike was once again asleep with his Nesbraka poster above his monitors. 

The lights started to flicker rapidly, out of control, suddenly, and then music started to play loudly from the speakers in the main room but echoed through the building. The camera monitors became static, and you could hardly see the images. Mike woke up with a jolt, falling off his seat, not noticing that his right hand was bleeding.

He hurried towards the circuit breaker and turned the electricity off then back on. The music and lights were back to normal, the only thing he could hear was the buzzer from the intercom and looked over to his monitors.

Mike walked back to his desk and looked at the cameras before he noticed someone in a pac standing at the front door. The person looked up at the camera, a woman, and waved, he noticed the police badge on the pac.

Mike made his way to the front door and unlocked the door, "About time. Starting to think maybe you fell asleep on the job," The police officer stated.

"Um, can I help you, officer?" Mike asked as he shook his head a little.

"Please, my name's Vanessa and you must be?" Vanessa questioned.

"Um..."

"The new security guard?" Vanessa pulled the hood off her mac.

"Yeah..."

Vanessa looked at his wounded hand, "You're bleeding, by the way," She glanced at him as he looked at his wound, "Looks nasty. Come on," She headed inside and he watched her confused, "I know where they keep the first aid kit," She said and walked further into the building as Mike closed and locked the door.

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Vanessa got out the first aid kit for Mike's wounded hand and she looked at his poster of Nebraska, "Love what you've done with the place," She chuckled, tilted her head to the side and turned back to the security guard, "Why Nebraska?" She watched as Mike struggled to bandage his hand, "Oh, you need a hand?" She asked as she walked closer to him.

"I'm fine," Mike told her.

"You sure?" She watched as he struggled bandaging up his hand, "Here," Vanessa sat down on the vacant seat and took over, "I'm a certified EMT. So if your heart ever goes out, I'm the one you want to call," Vanessa told him with a smile.