Stuffed

Day 5

The next day I randomly found myself lying on the floor, however unharmed, but still, what happened? I felt strange and I hardly recognized that I was in the costume room.

I got up and my head began to hurt, so I went to leave the room, but a voice stopped me.

"You have no idea what you're getting into." The voice obviously belonged to Vincent. I turned towards him and he was sitting on the table with a creepy smile on his face.

He continued, "you're in the heart of madness now, the darkness had already consumed you, ever since you've stepped foot in this pizzeria, and the whole time it's controlling you."

At that moment, Mike had wandered into the room, "Jake? You in here? Oh there you ar- is.. is that Vincent?.."

"Indeed it is me." Vincent replied, then hopped off the table.

"What are you doing here?.." Mike continued. Vincent then looked at me with a grin, he was holding some sort of remote.

"Get. Him." Vincent pushed an orange button on the remote and I slowly faced Mike.

"Uh.. j-Jake?.." Mike took a few steps back as I slowly approach. I went a little faster and he decided to run.

Mike's perspective

I ran and ran, the only thing that made me think I should keep running was the heavy robotic footsteps behind me. I should have took time to know the layout of the pizzeria, too late for that, I just have to hope that I get lucky.

I took a turn and found myself in the restrooms. So much for luck. I looked behind me and Jake was standing there, blocking the only exit, and was staring at me.

"Jake!.. please don't hurt me!.." I pleaded, but he approached me with an angry glare, I quickly looked around for anything I could use. But Jake picked me up by my neck with his one arm, and I held my hands on his arm then looked at him.

"Jake..." I was choking and kicking my feet, but every attempt I made to break free just made my situation worse. He kept staring at me angrily.

Jake wouldn't attack me.. this can't be Jake..

Right when I felt like I was going to pass out, I heard a loud metal clang, Jake's eyes widened and his grip loosened. There was another clang, Jake released me and fell down to the floor. David was standing behind Jake holding his flashlight like a weapon. He looked like he was beginning to cry.

I got up and took a bit of time to catch my breath then looked at David.

David spoke, his voice shaking heavily, "I'm so sorry i had to do that, Jake..."

I looked at Jake, he was lying motionless on the floor, I don't know how long he is going to stay that way. I looked at David.

"Whats wrong with him?.." I asked.

"I don't know.. but we have to get to the bottom of this fast.." He replied.

"Vincent had some sort of remote.. and when he pushed it, Jake turned against me.." I said in a sad tone.

"Hm.. then we need to get that remote somehow.." David stood there thinking.

"Uh.. by the way.. thanks for saving me.." I smiled lightly.

"You're welcome.. follow me, I have a plan." He signaled for me to follow, but I looked at Jake.

"Will he be alright?.." I asked slowly.

"Yeah.. he will.. I know how these animatronics work.. I only shut him down temporarily.." He sounded a little hesitant while he said that, but he continued.

"Anyways, come on, we wouldn't want to be here when he powers back on, and besides.. I feel like we are being watched.."

Vincent's perspective

I waited until Mike and David were far from the restrooms before heading in and to Jake. I stood next to him until he soon powered on and slowly looked at me with his ears laid back. I pulled a wrench out of my back pocket and looked at him.

"..You had one job.. and you couldn't do that right.. worthless mutt.." I put my foot on his chest and held him down with it. His ears laid back even more. I grinned and held the wrench up like a weapon.

He began to shake his head in a scared manner, unfortunately for him, I don't feel a bit of sympathy. I grinned and swung the wrench.

Mike's perspective

I was in the office with David, listening to his ideas on how to get the remote away from Vincent.

"What if we got Jake or just some animatronic to help?" David asked.

"Nah.. he might turn it against us.." I replied.

"Hm.. could we just attack him head on?" He asked.

"After seeing what he can do to Jake, how about no. Vincent literally ripped his arm off!" I put my hands on my head. David looked like he had a plan.

"Wait, what if we called the police again, since they failed to find him the first time, I'm sure he would be a bit cocky now. Catch him off guard!" David smiled.

"You know.. that's not a bad idea at all! Let's do it while we know Vincent isn't around." I smiled also, then checked the cameras for Vincent anywhere. I kept looking for about maybe five minutes before seeing any movement on the screen.

Vincent was walking to the costume room, his outfit had black splatters all over it, I couldn't tell exactly what it was since the cameras kinda lack color. But I could tell that he was holding a wrench.

"Um.. I think Vincent has taken action.." I said in a worried tone.

"What do you mean?" David replied.

"I don't think splatters on clothing Is a normal thing.. call the police.. quickly..."