The missing parts of a whole FNAF The guards (and janitor) x reader

Chapter4:The Midnight hour

I had just gotten home now Alone in my room, i put on my (F/C) pajamas, got into my bed , and sighed while looking outside to see it was raining, i knew i wasn't going to fall asleep very easily." Well if i can't get to sleep might as well do that "Midnight Hour" Jeremy talked about at the office" i said

I grabed my phone to checked the time,shading my (e/c) eyes against the blinding light the screen produced. The time showed 11:55 A few minutes before midnight, I shuffled myself out of bed and in front of the TV that was in my room I had brouht and waited rather impatiently. Yep, nothing happening."maybe Jeremy was wrong" I said in a low tone "It was probably just people seeing their own reflection. Were people that dumb? Or that desperate for love?"probably both I guess"

I sighed turned away and cursed under my breath for not being logical about this when suddenly the TV turned on, accompanied by the sound of static. A silhouette appeared on it-and it wasn't my own reflection. It seemed to be male. The hair was short, somewhat wavy and the background color was red . " What the" i said I squinted and then the TV turned off before i could draw any conclusions I just stood there in silence the only sound of the rain outside.

"Huh, i actually had a soulmate? That was-".i suddenly hissed and clutched my head as pain suddenly shot through my head .

I am thou...

I moaned and twisted my body around .

Thou art I...

I pounded my feet, but the pain it just wouldn't stop.

Thou art the one who opens the door...

The pain faded, but... what door, what the hell just happened ...?

The TV was off. It was off. I'd never once turned it on, and...

I slowly reached out to touch the screen, not knowing what possessed i had to do so. The screen rippled at the touch, and i felt less resistance than should be there. It was supposed to be solid glass...! My hand went right through the screen. Something on the other side grabbed my hand and was trying to pulling me in.

Instinctively i fought against it, flailing my free arm around the TV's frame so that she couldn't be pulled in-at least, not without my arm snapping off. I worried that was going to happen when, suddenly, whatever it was gave up, and i went flying backwards onto my carpet floor with a thud.

"OWWW" i said as I rubbed my head where it had hit the table and winced. Damn, that gonna leave a mark tomorrow.

I stared at the TV. As if mocking me , it now only showed my reflection.

My mind was trying to tell me that hadn't just happened, but I fully knew better than to believe it. It was just that my mind had come up with absolutely no logical explanation, so it had simply given up altogether.

" there is no way I'm getting to sleep now" I thought .