FNAF 1

Mike's pov
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I walked in as soon as I heard my name. The boss looks about middle aged. He asked if I'm up for it.
No.. I'm not.
"Yes, sir." I say instead.
He doesn't know what I've been through with these animatronics. I'm sweating like crazy. He's telling me not to be nervous.
I'm very nervous. I know what happens.
I shake his hand and he walks out, leaving me alone. I look around the room, clutching the flashlight. As I look at a picture of the animatronics, I have a flashback.

"Mommy! Mommy look!"
I point to Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica. I hold on to my Freddy doll and watch them sing. Boy was I happy. When they finished I ran to Pirate Cove, where Foxy was. There was a sign that said "Out of Order". I opened the curtains and peeked inside. There he was, a broken down fox animatronic.
"Foxy." I whisper. I looked behind me and then stepped into Pirate Cove. I turned on the lights and suddenly Foxy powers on. I jumped with joy and screamed, "Foxy! Foxy!" He looks at me, his eyes black, pupil white. I stopped jumping, tilted my head and looked at him suspiciously.
"Foxy?" I asked quietly.
He lunged at me and then the world was black. I woke up in a hospital hugging my Freddy doll. My mom crying next to me.
"Mom? What happened?" I asked groggily. I have a huge headache.
"Foxy tore up your frontal lobe." She said quietly.
That's why I have a headache.
"You're very lucky to be alive." She said crying.

Why did my therapist make me get a job here?
Oh, right. To get over my fear. That's not gonna happen. I sit in the chair and look at the cameras.