The Purple Guy- Is this reality? Or a dream?

Chapter 11

It's been three months since I was forced to kill my best friend, three months since that place closed down to be fixed again. I miss Scott so much, he was the only family I had considering that my family left me in the streets when I was young. Now I'm lonely, I try to find things to entertain myself, walks in the park, maybe playing some new games that just came out. But nothing can take away the pain I feel. This whole situation is starting to turn me insane. First it was the boss, then Mikey, then Scottie. I was sitting on the couch on a Friday morning when my phone started to ring. I took my time getting up and answering the phone because I really don't care anymore.

Me: Hello?

Manager: Hello Mr. Bishop, I am the new manager at the new Freddy Fazbear pizza.

Me: Oh, really? 

Manager: Yeah, the old manager seemed to disappear three months ago, he hasn't showed up since.

Me: That's awful, any idea where he could be?

Manager: No sir.

Me: Oh........

Manager: Anyways, I have called you to come back and work for us again.

Me: Why me?

Manager: Because you are one of our many loyal workers. So what do you say?

I wanted to say no, but I knew if I did the puppet will come and get me anyway. I thought about it for a moment, the less of the pros and more of the cons of saying yes. I wish I had a choice.

Me: Okay, yes.

Manager: Okay come down to Freddys and check out the place so you know what you will be working with.

Me: Okay, I'll be down there right away.

Manager: Okay.

I hung up the phone and got dressed in my usual purple uniform, and headed straight to Freddys. When I got there the place seemed a little more happy. Kids were running around playing, along fresh brightly painted walls, and clean waxed floors. It looked better than that old garbage pizzaria. The old janitor never did his job and was always in the kitchen smoking or getting drunk. Then a cold metal hand was on my shoulder, I looked over to see that the hand was blue and shinny. My eyes widen and I jumped back in fear as I came face to face with a blue shinny bunny with emerald green eyes. The manager put his hand on my shoulder making me jump again as I spun around, his hands up in the air to try and relax me.

Manager: Relax Mr. Bishop, these are just the new animatronics. The one who just touched you is Bonnie.

Me: I-I thought they were supposed to be up on the stage?

Manager: Oh not any more. You see, these new shinny animatronics have a free roaming mode so we just let them wander a bit. We even use some of the old parts from those other machines in the back so they can act just the same. Also with the advantage of them being kid friendly.

Me: Oh, alright.

Manager: Let me show you around. Come with me.

Me: Okay.

The manager took me to the new kitchen and showed me how the new ovens worked, then he took me to a actual clean bathroom, and took me to a place where Pirates Cove used to be. In my sight was kids tearing apart a animatronic.

Me: What's this?

Manager: Ugh, the kids are at it again. This is Kids Cover, and that thing the kids are breaking is called the Mangle.

Me: O-oh....

Manager: Come on, let me show you the security office.

Me: Okay.

As we walked away, I could've sworn I saw the Mangle's eyes move and lock on me. I gulped hard and followed the manager.

Manager: This is the office.

The office was brand new, but not the same. It had a complete set of walls surrounding a desk with new security cameras. Posters was pinned up everywhere, a remote next to the cameras, and a big gap in front of the desk.

Me: No doors?

Manager: No we couldn't pay for doors, and plus it would be best if the other new security guard can see who is out here in the day.

Me: Anything else I should know about this office?

Manager: Yes a few more things. You see, if you work here on the weekends, you will be given a flash light to last you until the time you start, and the time you end. But is the flashlight runs out of powers, the building will not. So you don't have to worry about the place going dark.

Me: Uh-huh.

Manager: And this remote you saw is to wind the music box over by the prize counter.

Me: Prize what?

Manager: Prize Counter, come.

He walked away motioning me to follow so I did, I can tell that I wouldn't like what I was going to see. 

Manager: This is the prize counter.

My face went pale and I stood stiff like a board. I didn't go near the present box, it had a red bow, and pictures of the Marionette giving presents to children. There were shelves with toy plushies and posters with the new robots. And there was a metal cross above the box, with wires on the ceiling. 

Manager: Mr. Bishop, are you okay?

Me: What? Oh, yes I am.

Manager: Okay, anyways this is the music box. It can be winded up remotely by the camera. It must be winded up remotely and stay like that in order to keep anything....... Undesirable away.

Me: Uh-huh.

Manager: And if anything happens and you see something scary, just flash it a couple of time, I'm sure it won't bother you.

Me: Okay.

Jeremy: Boss!

I turned around to see a young boy who looked eight teen with deep blue eyes coming with way. The manager smiled happily, and shook his hand, his other one resting on the boys shoulder.

Manager: Jeremy my boy, I'm so glad you can make it!

Jeremy: Sorry I'm late, the bus took forever to come by my block.

Manager: That's quite alright my boy. Mr. Bishop, this is our new night guard Mr. Fitzgerald. Jeremy this is Vincent Bishop.

Jeremy: Hello Vincent!

He smiled and extended his and towards me, I shook it. The manager put a arm around Jeremy's shoulders and sounded proud.

Manager: Jeremy is new here as you can see, will you please give him some tips?

Me: Sure.

Manager: Great, now I must go, see you boys around!

He left me and Jeremy alone, it was silent until he spoke up.

Jeremy: S-so Mr. Bishop, what kinds of advice can you give me?

Me: Conserve your power, if you get any phone calls telling you about the job listen closely, be aware of your surroundings, and mostly importantly survive.

Jeremy: S-survive? Why would I need to do that?

Me: You'll see. Just be careful okay, junior?

I patted his hair and walked away with my hands in my pants pockets. I heard him whisper, his voice sounded scared.

Jeremy: O-okay, I will.

Oh Jeremy, if you only knew the horrors that awaits you for the next five nights.

His time will come very soon.~