Nightguard... Why Does That Exist?

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Mike, who I assume was Daniel's brother, walked into the room and looked down at us and our drawings. He smirked and sat down beside Daniel, wrapping his arm around him and rubbing his hand on his head; messing up Daniel's hair in the process.

"Ha, I guess you weren't being crazy after all," he said, looking at Daniel, "The name's Mike, but I guess you knew that already."

Mike held his hand out and, knowing what to do, I shook his hand. We let go and he went through all our drawings and chuckled at some of them.

"I guess you're the one that likes that pirate from Freddy's?"

"Foxy," I told him, "And yes, he's my favourite animatronic."

"I guess you don't know then."

"What?"

Daniel started pushing Mike's arm; trying to get him to go away.

"Go away, Mike," he said, "We were having fun before you showed up."

"You're the one who brought up my old job," Mike argued.

"Why did you get fired?"

They both looked at me with shocked eyes. Other than the age difference, their expressions looked so similar they could've been twins. Mike got up and told us to follow him. We all walked out of Daniel's room and trailed behind Mike down a hall to another door that was a dark brown, wood colour. He opens the door and allows us inside; closing the door after. He sat on his dark green blanket that was on his wood bed and me and Daniel sat on the carpeted floor in front of him.

"Are you sure you want to hear my story?" he warned.

I nodded and put all my attention towards him. Mike then reached into his bedside table and pulled out a small pink piece of paper. When he flipped it around it said 'PINK SLIP' and his name on it; with a bunch of other words written on the other lines.

"They said it was because of my bad odor, which I guess makes sense, but they don't know the reason why. In my opinion, that pizzeria is haunted and just bad news; I don't understand how that place manages to stay open and so popular."

"What do you mean by haunted Mike?" I asked after he put the note back where he got it.

"There have been several rumors going around that a person who works at Freddy's murdered six children and stuffed five into suits," he started.

"What about the sixth?"

"No one knows and that's why I think it's haunted. The kid's ghost could be roaming the pizzeria, trying to find the killer. But many who have worked the nightshift have told their tales about the robots attacking them at night."

"What happened to them?" Daniel asked.

Mike took a deep breath in and then out.

"Let's just say, no one has ever seen them again."

I shivered at the thought of all those people disappearing after working at the pizzeria. Mike then stood up and started to push us out of his room, but I still had many questions to ask him. I also felt that he would believe me if I told him about my nightmares, and maybe I could tell him about my fifth birthday party and the man who killed my parents. But I never got the chance to because Mike had already pushed me and Daniel out of his room and closed the door; hearing it lock afterwards. I don't know why he did that but I guess he wants to be alone. Daniel then grabbed my hand and pulled me down the stairs to Mary; asking her if I could stay over for dinner. She soon called my house and got an answer... yes.

It was soon dinner and everyone came down to the dining room to eat. I sat down in the extra chair beside Daniel and Mike sat down beside me. He looked at me and raised his eyebrow.

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