{Psychosis} - Jeremike

6* Speak of the pain

Mike's POV:

I was called in to the office by the boss during the afternoon. He said he needed to "talk " . Something about that set an uneasy feeling in my gut.
Nothing ever goes good when someone wants to "talk " with you. It usually means you're getting dumped or fired or whatever!. Its just not good news.

I walked into the office and sat in the chare facing the bosses desk. He wasn't here yet so I let myself relax a bit. I don't remember yet about how my relationship is with the boss was. I would think I was a good employee though. I don't think I made any reason to dislike me. Well , not before the whole incident involving me going to the asylum and causing horrible publicity to the Pizzerias name.

Hmm.. Maybe that could've effected our relationship .

The door clicked and the boss entered quickly holding folders and a suit case.

" Ah Mike. Glad you could make it. So, as you already know, I wanted to speak with you about something " he says as he sits behind the desk.

He opens a folder and takes out papers.

"Ya see, after your incident with this pizzeria , our business hasn't been the same as it was before. He have lost a lot of returning customers. People do not trust the workers here and now question the safety of their children." he explains.

"Well no shit. The animatronics can kill these people" I reply
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He have me a glare. "That's not the point. We may have had some injured night guards here and there but the customers had remained safe. Now there are people who takes what you said into consideration. They don't trust this place anymore."

He hands me a news article from the folded. The headline read " NIGHT GUARD CLAIMS ANIMATRONICS ARE HAUNTED IN FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZERIA . " A picture of me that night is shown on the front.

I wince as I start to remember that night.

I ran outside in the wet rain with claw marks scratched against my skin. Blood oozed from my chest as I continue to run . I had just survived my last night at Freddy's and I had answers. I was nearly killed by that fox. I had exited from the back door now making my way to the front.
My mind raced with thoughts.

He killed them. Vincent had killed them. I know it! The proof is in the office.

I left it behind. I had to get to safety first. But I'll show them. I'll show. Them.

I heard sirens and saw flashing lights of blue and red once I made it to the front.