The Graveyard Shift

Vincent

You pulled your car key out of the ignition. You had just shown up at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The building seemed to be empty, as it should be. You had signed up for the nightguard shift again, and you, well, didn't really know why. You felt like something had called you there. You knew it was crazy, but you couldn't shake the feeling. On the bright side, the pay was good. You grabbed your flashlight from your car door and headed up to the main door. You fumbled with the keys to the building for a few seconds before you found the right one. 

After you got inside the building and closed and relocked the door, you began to look around. The place was definitely a lot more creepy at night. You kept your flashlight trained ahead of you, looking behind you every once in a while. You were about half-way down the main hallway when you heard a loud clank come from the kitchen. You checked your watch. 12:01. You knew that the animatronics must be on the move. But, you WERE the nightguard, meaning you should check things like this. You decided you should check it out. You turned around and made your way to the kitchen.

Once you had reached the doors, you stopped. What if there was a burglar? What if he was armed? You shook off the thoughts and pushed through the doors into the kitchen. You shone your flashlight around the dark room as you looked for any sign of movement. Nothing. Your eyes caught something glinting on the counter. You walked up to it. It was a toaster, and a small plate was shattered on the ground next to it. There was a loaf of bread next to it, with a few slices of bread laying on the floor. Strange. You looked at your watch again, and saw that it was 12:13. 

You began to run out of the kitchen to make it to the office, then stopped. You had almost completely forgotten about the animatronics. You slowed down once you reached the kitchen doors, and peeked out. You didn't see anything. You looked over to the main stage. Only Toy Freddy was there. Two animatronics between me and the office. Great. You thought. 

You darted out of the kitchen, and hid behind one of the party tables in the main room. You couldn't see any of the animatronics, so you moved on. You walked over to the main hallway, and peeked down it. You could see Toy Chica staring into the camera. You pulled back, and hid away from her sight. You waited for her to move, checking your surroundings every once in a while. You looked back at the main hall and saw that Toy Chica was gone. You moved into the main hallway, and looked down the hallway to the office. You saw Vincent sitting in the office chair, humming a tune to himself as he looked down at the tablet. You began to make your way towards him when you heard a door creak behind you. You turned around, and saw the Part's and Service door slowly creak open. Behind it, a set of glowing red eyes met yours. 

There was a loud creaking sound, then a bang as a tattered blue bonnie smashed out of the room. His " eyes " met yours, and, after a brief moment, he lunged at you. You shrieked and dodged out of the way. The unfortunate bunny crashed into the wall, giving you ample time to escape to the office. " Vincent!" You yelled. " Mask!" Vincent dropped whatever he was holding and threw on the Freddy head. You slid under the desk without hesitation and waited. Bonnie came into the room, and looked around for a brief moment. You watched his feet and waited until they disappeared into the darkness before you reemerged from under the desk.  

Vincent looked at you, then to something on the ground. " Did you really need to do that?" He asked, a bit harshly. " You made me drop my toast!" You looked down on the floor, and, sure enough, there was a piece of burnt toast on the ground. You picked it up. " Were you in the kitchen before your shift?" You asked. Vincent looked at you. " Yeah, why? I was just making some toast." You pulled up the extra office chair and sighed. " I didn't know who that was, and I was stuck in there when the shift started. Next thing I know I'm dodging animatronics who want me dead." Vincent chuckled, and began to wind up the music box. " Then maybe you should've let them get you." He said, his eyes not leaving the tablet. You were about to reply when he cut you off.