Behind Closed Doors

Jeremy's First Day

Mike jumped off of the bench and went to Jeremy.

"Jeremy?!" Mike yelled. He shook Jeremy.

"He's okay Mike." Stephanie said to Mike. "He just fainted. He'll live."

"You scared him!" Mike yelled at Stephanie. "You weren't supposed to do that!"

"Fine then, Mr. Angry Pants. I have something important to tell you. Foxy is unique in another way. Instead of walking towards the office, he will run at you. You guys have to react quickly."

Mike nodded, putting Jeremy on the bench. "I remember you telling me there were five children that were murdered. You only told me about four animatronics. Where is the fifth one?"

Stephanie looked at her toes. "Well, there were actually six murdered kids."

"Yea. You told me. You were the first of six."

Stephanie looked at Mike in surprise. "I did? Oh, Ok. The fifth one is also an animatronic...." Her voice faded away at the last word.

Mike knew that something was wrong. He turned away from her and looked at Jeremy. Jeremy's breathing was becoming steady and his face was regaining color.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I don't kn-know what to say. I can't say..." Her voice trailed off again. She took a deep breath. Her voice still slightly shaking, she continued. "The last one is still an animatronic, but he is ...different. More unique that Foxy. You will find out who he is later. I still haven't seen him or a trace of him around."

"Can you help him?" Mike asked pointing to Jeremy.

"No." Stephanie said, disappearing into the wall and back to the kitchen.

Mike cursed under his breath. He looked over at Jeremy and sat down back on the bench. He placed Jeremy on the bench so that Jeremy's head rested on Mike's shoulders.

"Oh, I forgot to ask you something." Mike said, turning to Stephanie.

"What is it?" Stephanie asked, focused on the camera monitor.

"You told me last night that you were killed when you were 5. You look older though. I thought ghosts didn't age."

Stephanie nodded. "They don't. I just chose to age because I didn't want to stay 5 years old. My friends, the other kids that were murdered, didn't choose to age and their still the same age. Most of them were older than me."

"So how old are you?" Mike asked, turning back to the camera monitors and flipping through all the cameras.

"I'm not sure. I don't know the year I died or what year it is now. I think I'm in my late teens, maybe even a young adult." Stephanie replied, voice fading.

"Oh, ok." Mike replied, hoping he didn't upset her.

He flipped around the camera again. He then noticed that Bonnie was missing. He hurriedly flipped through all the cameras and found Bonnie backstage. He flipped through the other cameras, but the only thing that changed after that was that Bonnie moved from backstage to the dining room.

After a few minutes Stephanie came back through the wall. "Hey, Mike. Jeremy will be waking up soon. I need to talk to him."

Jeremy woke up right when she finished talking.