Behind Closed Doors

Mike's New Job (Night 1)

*This fanfiction is based off of the FNAF comics by Rebornica. Stephanie, who you will meet later, is my OC. The phone calls are the original phone calls. Nothing was added to them. The storyline is not in order to the actual FNAF games. Not everything in this fanfiction is either proven true or something I believe to be true. It's just to make the storyline develop. Enjoy!*

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Mike stepped out of his car. He sighed as he looked up at the sign on the pizzeria. The job description said that it was "A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike." He didn't think that any kid, or grownup for that matter, would want to go into the old, dirty-looking, creepy building.

Mike had searched the internet for weeks, trying to find a job that he could get to pay his rent. He finally found a job as a security guard for the night shift at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The pay wasn't that good, but that was the only available job that was close to his apartment complex. Besides, he had been to the pizzeria as a kid and he wanted to relive old memories. He remembered the old pizzeria, which looked much newer and clean, and his favorite animatronic, which he had long forgotten the name of. The pizzeria was popular with all the kids until an accident happened in 1987. It was never stated what had occurred, but the company lost all of its popularity and people stopped caring for any of the pizzerias. The only reason the pizzerias were up and they weren't out of business was because of the popularity of the sister location, Fazbear's Family Diner.

Mike unlocked the door and stepped inside the pizzeria. He shivered. Mike had been inside the pizzeria for a little while when he signed up for the job, but at that time, it was in the afternoon. It was night now, and the pizzeria was dark and cold. He silently made his way towards the security office in the back.

His shift began at midnight and ended at 6:00 am. In the office, there were two solid, metal doors, security cameras, and a fan. The fan did nothing to keep the air cool and the room was hot and stuffy. He noticed that his power had a percentage, and it was at 99%.

He sat down on the chair and stared testing the doors and lights by his side and checking the security cameras for the animatronics. He found three animatronics on the stage.

"Who would even come into this place at night? Why does there have to be a security guard?" he wondered.

Just then, the phone rang and he jumped. He realized what happened and laughed. "Stupid phone." he muttered under his breath.

He picked up the phone and there was a message left from an employee.

"Hello? Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your fist night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. 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."

"Pft. 'Overwhelming'" Mike muttered. "There's nothing to do here. No one's going to break in."

"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."

Mike recognized this as the job description. The next part was new.

"'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 as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."

Mike was surprised. "So people working here died before?" he wondered. He sniffed the carpet. He shuddered as he realized that the entire room faintly smelled like bleach. He wondered who died. Had it been the man on the phone?

The phone continued, "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."

"Why would the kids like this place?" Mike said to himself. He was starting to gain a little more confidence because he was looking through the cameras and he couldn't see the animatronics getting "quirky".

"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 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?'

Mike gasped. So that's what the accident was. Someone got their frontal lobe bitten off. "Poor kid." he muttered.

"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."

"Pft. What's the deal?" he asked the phone. The phone seemed to answer back.

"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."

Mike's jaw dropped. He didn't want to hear the rest of the phone call. He wanted to turn it off, unplug the phone, but he was stuck sitting in the chair and listened to the phone call as it got worse.

"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."

Mike felt a chill up his spine. No wonder why no one liked to work here. No wonder why they need a security guard inside here. Not to keep the robbers and burglars away, but to watch the animatronics. He rushed to the camera and looked at the animatronics. They haven't moved since the beginning of his shift.

The phone kept going. "Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, fist day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night."

"You died didn't you?" Mike asked the silent phone. "Anybody that worked here died. This is crazy!"

He checked the battery percentage. 70%. "Okay I got this." He thought to himself.

He closed the security cameras. "Save battery." He muttered.

As the security camera closed and he looked up, he saw a figure floating above him.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" he screamed. He fell off his chair and onto the floor.

*I'll update the story here and once I'm done, I'm going to repost the entire story again after I edit it, so please give me feedback. *