I turned on the TV and sat myself down. The screen was filled with static. Signal must be down again, I thought to myself. I looked over to the side of my couch and began to think about my younger days.
I had always wanted to be a guard, it always sounded so cool, staying up all night eating pizza and watching TV, but wasnt like that, or at least not at the place I had to guard. I remembered telling my dad how much I wanted to be just like him. "Well, if you want to be like me you'll have to work hard. That way you can sit around eating pizza all night." My lips split to form a smile and he smiled back and messed up my hair. I fixed with in a hurry and hugged him to say goodbye.
I brought myself back to reality and found my TV remote watching me from the table in front of the couch, calling my name. I picked it up and began flicking through the channels, most of them were filled with static and a horrible garbled sound. Every channel seemed to be doing the same thing. The static assaulting the screen and screaming to break free. I turned off the TV and went to bed. My journal was on my bedside table, right where I left it. I picked it up and tried to think of what had happened that night.
Night 3
The pressure of this new job is getting to me, what I saw, its not possible. Robots can't just find you, I hope. I only have 2 nights left. Then this is all over, and I never have to go back again, the contract said i need to stay for at least a full week of working days.
YOU ARE READING
Fazbear: The Untold Story
Mistero / Thriller!!This book is based on Five Nights At Freddy's , but isn't a book on gameplay, this is an actual story!! What was that? Must be my imagination. I think not. "I reached for the button and began listening to the recording, ' Uh, hello? Hello, hello...
