Chapter One - Daniel
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I sit in the office, waiting for my official shift to kick in. I lift my feet off the desk,and walk into the main dining area. I pull one of the chairs out from one of the tables, and I roll up my sleeves, and unbutton the very top button of my shirt. As I roll up my sleeves, I note the bandages that cover my arms, the perpendicular lines that criss-cross along my wrists, the art I created. I unbandage my arms, and I wait, for the midnight chime. 'Hopefully, they'll be able to make their art from me, and to finally be useful...even if it means to die.' I thought, as the small digits on the clock narrow towards midnight.
-DING DONG DING-
I take one last breath, knowing I will die, and I look down, with full knowledge of my cowardice. I wait to hear the steps...but...for some reason...I hear...giggles?
"First time a night guard has personally said hello to us instead of sitting in that dreaded office, and he doesn't look half bad. Don't you agree?" I hear to my far left, causing me to open my eyes to see the Freddy animtronic right in front of me, and the Bonnie animtronic to my left.
"Woah!" I jump in the chair, causing me, and the chair, to fly backwards, till I see a Chica animtronic looking down at me, smiling awkwardly, and by the looks of it, caught the chair, and myself, from giving the floor a nice big backwards hug. "Uhmm...can you please set me upright?"
I ask Chica? "oh....Oh. Sorry." She sets the chair back upright, and I am face to face to the furry, light brown body of Freddy once again. I look up, into the anime-tronic's eyes, and said a small, well mannered word.
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Hello again. Sorry for the short chapter, currently having writer's block, and...difficulties...but I plan on pushing past that. Hope this first story isn't too cringy.
~Joker
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Despair
FanficDaniel Cassels, one of 4, and the least successful out of them all, decides that life is too much, and that running away is being too much of a coward. Trying his hand at suicide, and failing, stumbles upon a restaurant that has disappearing night g...