Five Nights at Freddy's a Darker Story

the new job

Mike was in a coffee shop looking in the paper for a job so he could pay for his rent, he was really down on his luck for a job. Even his girlfriend left him for being jobless for over two months. Mike had short spiky black hair and bright blue eyes with a bit of face hair on his chin, and he was pretty pale and was 5ft7 tall and was pretty thin he looked like he weighed about 138 pounds.

He let out a small sigh as he flipped through the paper and then stopped on a job that was going to hire right away. He took out a red pen and marked the page and read it over.

"Help wanted Freddy Fazbear's pizza. Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the night-shift. 12-am to 6-am. Monitor cameras, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters. Not responsible for injury/dismemberment. $120 a week. To apply call: 1-888-faz-fazbear."

Mike reread the page at the part that said 'not responsible for injury/dismemberment'. "What the hell does that mean...?" He says to himself as he takes a sip of his coffee. He shrugged his shoulders and called the number with his cellphone to apply.

Two days later Mike was hired and was now going to be working there. Mike locked his door and walked down to the apartment packing-lot and started up his car. "I better grab some food on my way there..." He said to himself as he drove down to burger king to get a meal there.

Once he got his meal and made it to Freddy Fazbear's pizza. he unlocked the front door and went inside he locked the doors behind him and walked all the way down to the security office. He placed his bag down on the desk and picked up the small tablet and sat down on the chair. He looked over and saw that the phone had a message on it. He clicked the button on it to let it play the message.

"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?

Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."

Mike unwrapped his burger and started to eat it while listening to the message. He took a big bite as he kept listening.

"Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.

So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?"

"Bite of 87?" Mike muttered with his mouth full of food. He took another bite out of his burger and took some fries as well.

"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh."