Night 2:
Alfred enters the building with caution. His eyes glue to every corner of the rooms, trying to detect anything suspicious. Screams echo through every crack and all of the darkness that dwells in that demented place.
Fear clenches Alfred as he peaks around the hallways, checking for any sign of animatronics. Happily, there aren't any.
"Phew," Alfred sighs out as his muscles slowly cease and relax.
He glances down the hallways once more. To his luck, it wasn't his imagination. He smiles as he walks towards the elevator at the end of the hall.
The elevator seems to glare at him whenever he looks towards it, which sends chills down his spine. His bones start to rattle and his spine shakes as he walks down the halls.
The elevator towers over him, and the light that once brightly shines starts to flicker and grow dim. It changes the color to the bright happy sun, to the blood stains of innocent children.
Alfred's feet demand for him to move on, and so he does, but his conscious screams at him to stop. It screams to turn back and flee, but something dwells within his soul to come forward, whether he likes it or not.
He enters the elevator with caution, and the doors slowly close before, leaving him trapped in that cursed box. His eyes linger around the elevator as it slowly descents.
The unsettling flooring starts to creak a little, making Alfred's eyes widen as he looks down. The fear in his eyes shine, hoping that the floor won't break.
The sound of little children laughing echo through the entire pizzeria, making Alfred always check behind his back. He can never tell whether he's being watched or not, and a part of him can't tell why with that either.
The elevator comes to a halt, and the doors open with pride. The squeaky noise they make scars Alfred's ears for life.
He glances down the halls, checking for any sign of distress. He moves on into the darkness, nervous of what's going to happen next.
His eyes are wide the entire way, and his lower lip covers his upper lip. The sound of the animatronics wandering around only makes things worse as his muscles tighten.
He finally makes it inside the room, and his eyes stayed glued on the security camera. All he can see are the animatronics look into the cameras themselves, completely aware of where he is.
"Why did I take this stupid job?" Alfred asks himself as a small tear leaks down his left eye.
Suddenly, another voice is heard through the camera. The voice sounds familiar, and Alfred's eyes widen, for it is the same lady from the night before.
"Please...." The soft voice says in a scratchy tone, making Alfred jump a little. "We~~~~~your~~~~ help~~~escape...."
The voice continues to talk like this which confuses Alfred at first. His eyes stayed glued to that one screen, unaware of the other animatronics.
"I'm coming to you," Alfred tells Circus Baby as he quickly gets off of his chair and grabs a flashlight.
He isn't sure why he said that. A part of him just wants to leave truth be told. To just scream all the way back home and hide under his bed, but there's something up with that pizzeria, and Alfred intends to find out what it is.
Alfred runs down the halls of the pizzeria. His shoes make a loud noise when they bang against the already cracked tiles, but he doesn't care. He has to meet with Circus Baby again. There's just something off about her terrified voice.
Why is she scarred? And if she was, why couldn't she just leave? Is there something else going on here that the eye just couldn't see, or refuses to see?
Alfred finally makes it to the room Circus Baby was in. His breath is lost and he rapidly pants, trying to reclaim it. His eyes are wide and the room is terrifying to look at.
Pieces of animatronics are lied all around the room. It is circular, and it brings chills down Alfred's spine. All of the once animatronics that were in their own suits are now gone, and who knows where they are now.
In front of him is a large claw that points directly at him. The position he's in frightens him inside out. The room is full of darkness, and the only source of light in from a small control panel on the other side of the glass.
An animatronic walks up to the control panel. Multiple eyes runs across its body, but they all stare at him. The wires entangle with themselves, and it almost looks like a person. There are two eyes in the front of this animatronic, and it smiles ear to ear, or they were designed to do that.
"We've been waiting," the animatronic says in a harsh tone that terrifies Alfred.
He immediately turns around and tries to head out the door, but it's slammed shut. He bangs on it with his fist, his knees planted against the metal floor. He screams in terror, begging for someone to let him out or for all of this to be a nightmare.
"Someone, please, help me!!!" Alfred loudly yells out as his palm bangs on the door even louder, but no one is there.
"Don't worry," the voice tries to sooth Alfred as the animatronic presses a button. "All will be over, and you will be with us,"
"No!!!" Alfred screams as he tries to move out of the claw's way.
The claw follows him where ever he goes, never missing a single step he takes. Tears roll down his cheeks as he watches the claw follow him.
(Alfred's POV)
I see the scooper come towards me as fast as lightning. Is this what it feels like to be trapped? There is nothing I can do to get out of this. The animatronic has won.
I can't believe it's over. I never knew death is just around the corner for me, yet I'm not ready. There has to be a way out. Maybe I can dodge it so the claw can break the glass, maybe I can.......
The claw is digging into my stomach! I see my own blood gush out of my gut, and it's painful. Was this how I am really going to die? It can't be like this. I won't let this happen........
It removes itself from my gut, bringing more pain to me somehow. Like how an arrow is rip out of your chest, yet somehow worse. Why won't this end quicker? The animatronic is already heading towards me, doing what it's planning.
Wait, what is it whispering to me? I can't hear it. It won't stop saying those words over and over. Maybe I can make out the words.~You won't die, you won't die, you won't die, you won't die~
Wow, thanks a lot, now I'm going to die thinking that everything is going to be okay. I'm not stupid you dumb animatronic, and I would say it to your face if I had the strength.
Suddenly, my body is starting to shut down. And darkness crawls into my sight. The last thing that I see is the animatronics face, sending nightmares inside of my skull.
My eyes squeeze shut, and they stay shut. The blood continues to pour down me, and my conscious starts to shut down too.
I am going to die. There is so much that I haven't done yet in life. I don't even have a girlfriend or boyfriend.
My conscious fades and moves on, and so do I.~You won't die~
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