You shifted in your chair and glanced at the cameras, your eyes scanning the screens to make sure all the animatronics were where they were supposed to be. You sighed in relief when you saw that everything seemed normal. "Phew... There's no one here," you muttered to yourself, leaning back in your chair and turning up the fan. The room felt like a furnace, the heat making it almost unbearable. "How the hell do people live here?" you groaned, wiping sweat from your forehead. Just as you were beginning to relax, the ominous sound of metal footsteps echoed through the room, louder and more frantic than you remembered. Your heart raced as you turned back to the monitors, only to be met with the menacing face of Foxy filling the screen.
"AWHHH, FUCK ME MANNN!" you yelled, throwing your controller aside in frustration. The suddenness of Foxy's appearance had taken you by surprise, and you felt a pang of disappointment as you realized your game had ended. You got out of your chair and turned off the television, the eerie glow from the screen fading away. With a frustrated sigh, you grabbed your phone and started scrolling through TikTok, searching for explanations of the recent chapter release. "Chapter 265... They're just walking?" You muttered to yourself. You glanced at the corner of your screen and saw that it was already 11:00 PM.
"Shitttt... We're moving tomorrow," you groaned, your shoulders slumping in resignation. The excitement of the move had long since worn off, replaced by the stress of packing and the worry of leaving your friends behind. You charged your phone and climbed into bed, the thought of moving from the extreme heat of Austin to the supposedly cooler climate of Utah weighing heavily on your mind. Hurricane Utah, to be specific. The name alone didn't inspire much confidence, but at least it was where the Five Nights at Freddy's novels took place. You chuckled softly, imagining the possibility of meeting Charlie. "I really have to touch some grass."
As you lay in bed, the ceiling above seemed to pulse with the remnants of your earlier thoughts. You wondered how people managed to live without the luxuries of modern technology, like fans and air conditioning. "How did people survive without fans in the 'olden days'?" you mused, shaking your head in disbelief. "Like me personally, I'd just kill myself." Your mind wandered through a dozen other topics, from the restaurants there too the school.
Eventually, the quiet hum of the fan and the comfort of your bed began to work their magic. Your thoughts started to blend together, the stresses of the day melting away. You found yourself drifting off to sleep, the worries about the move fading into the background. Despite the looming change and the discomfort of the heat, you were ready to face whatever came next. After all, tomorrow is another day.
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