Journal Entry: October 20, 2024 (Continue)

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11:45 PM

We've set up in the security office. The flickering screens from the old monitors cast an eerie glow across the room. It's strange to think that someone sat here, night after night, watching those same screens. I can't help but wonder what they saw. We've rewound one of the tapes we found, hoping to catch a glimpse of what the guard recorded. The tension is palpable as we wait for midnight.

Sarah has been reading through more of the logbook. Some entries are almost incoherent, as if the guard wrote them in a panic. "They're getting closer," one says. "I can't keep this up much longer," says another. Lucas and I share a worried glance. The logbook is not helping our nerves.

12:00 AM

Midnight. The moment of truth. The silence in the pizzeria is almost deafening. Outside, the wind has picked up, making the old building creak and groan. We're all on edge, every little sound making us jump.

12:30 AM

Sarah just noticed something on the monitors. Bonnie, who had been standing motionless on the stage, is gone. We checked the other cameras, and there he was, near the dining area. None of us saw him move. Lucas suggested it was a glitch, but I'm not so sure.

1:15 AM

The animatronics are definitely moving. Chica is now in the hallway outside the kitchen, and Freddy... Freddy is nowhere to be seen. The tension in the room is suffocating. Sarah is trying to keep us calm, but I can see the fear in her eyes. Lucas is nervously scanning the monitors, muttering under his breath.

2:00 AM

We've barricaded the office door. Foxy, the pirate fox, was sprinting down the west hall. We barely got the door shut in time. The sound of his metal feet scraping against the floor as he ran... I'll never forget it. We can hear him now, banging against the door, trying to get in.

2:45 AM

The banging has stopped. The silence is worse. Sarah thinks we should make a run for it, but Lucas argues that staying put is safer. I'm torn. The animatronics seem to be everywhere. Freddy's laughter echoes through the halls, a low, haunting sound that chills me to the bone.

3:30 AM

We're still here. The power is starting to flicker, and the room is getting colder. The monitors show the animatronics getting closer, circling us like predators. Sarah is clutching a metal pipe she found, ready to defend us if it comes to that. Lucas is frantically flipping through the logbook, searching for anything that might help.

4:15 AM

I don't know how much longer we can last. The power just went out. We're in complete darkness now, relying on our flashlights, which are dimming. We can hear the animatronics moving outside, their heavy footsteps and the grinding of their gears.

5:00 AM

The end is near, one way or another. Sarah has decided to make a break for the exit. She believes if we stick together, we can make it. Lucas is hesitant, but he agrees. We can't stay here and wait for them to get us.

5:45 AM

We're running for it. I can hear them behind us, getting closer. Freddy's laugh echoes through the building, a mocking sound that makes my blood run cold. Sarah is in the lead, Lucas right behind her, and I'm bringing up the rear.

6:00 AM

We made it. Somehow, we made it. As we burst out of the pizzeria into the dawn light, the animatronics stopped at the threshold, watching us with their cold, lifeless eyes. It's over, for now.

We're safe, but the memory of what happened tonight will haunt us forever. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza isn't just an abandoned building; it's a place where nightmares come to life. We've decided to leave Willow Creek. Maybe in another town, we can find peace and forget the horrors we witnessed. But as I write this, I know one thing for certain: the pizzeria's secrets are still out there, waiting for the next group of curious souls.

- Ethan

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