"He came out on the first night?" Phone Guy sounded dumbfounded through the phone.
"Yeah." You say while checking the cameras swiftly.
"Hmm... Strange. Maybe someone's been tinkering with the animatronics again." He muttered then continued on with his usual speech that had most likely been prerecorded.
You had stopped listening to him subconsciously after he had droned on for a while and became hyper-focused on your job- and well, staying alive.
"Bonnie where the freak are you?" You muttered, franticly checking the cameras. Bonnie is no where to be found, and Chica was a couple rooms away. Your heart speeds up, pounding hard against your chest. Before you switch the tablet off, you check Foxy and he is about to run. "Fox, I don't need your crap." You growl, placing the tablet down. You turn towards the door on your left, suspecting to be successful in finding Bonnie's hiding place. Indeed you were, for a purple face stared at you with dead, empty eyes. But you realize it wasn't moving except for a subtle swinging movement side to side. You shiver as you move your gaze upwards, finally noticing the shadow cast upon you. It was that fox, holding the decapitated head of the bunny by the ears. He grinned at you, showing off his deadly mouth. You felt a sense of dread sinking in, and you quivered slightly in fear. What did the Fox have to gain by doing this horrid act? Was he trying to proving himself? Was he trying to imitate you? Foxy closed his eyes and chuckled softly, yet you knew there was nothing soft about his intentions. Slowly his laughter grew louder, until it was ringing in your ears, ingrained permanently into your mind. You screwed your eyes closed, placed your hands over your ears as if you could rid of the beast if you ignored it. After what had seemed like ages, you noise suddenly stopped. You hesitated before removing your hands from your ears. But still your eyes remained shut. Then the coolness of a metallic hand arose from your face. Fear flickered inside you from Foxy's hand so close to your neck. You open your eyes, face to face with the murderous animatronic. His face twitched in a unsettling smile, and eyes burned with an emotion you couldn't quite identify. You were completely still as the fox moved his hand to your cheek, holding your face in his hand. Disgust suddenly bloomed inside you. What were you doing? Allowing Foxy to get so close to you? You jerked away, pushing Foxy's paws off you. He scoffed looked at you with narrowed eyes.
"You think ye could survive here alone? Hah, well go ahead. Be my quest." Foxy snarled, voice hinting anger and pain. You didn't know why his voice would be pained- he was a murderous robot for crying out loud! Had you offending him? Your mind wondered but how could you offend him? You honestly didn't know the cause of Foxy's suddenly change in attitude. Maybe he was bipolar or something alone those lines. He shrugged, watching the animatronic storm out, leaving the Bonnie head on your desk.
