Five Nights at Team Crafted's

Chapter Three: The Second Night

Five Nights At Team Crafted's

Chapter Three:

The Second Night

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       Tyler looked back and forth between where he was going and the clock on his phone many times. Not only that, but he looked behind his back uncountable times. He's run to different corners of different parks, all across from the Sky Hub, placing down sticks of butter or raw fish or a cupcake. He was able to find things to keep Sky, Husky, and Ssundee occupied for a bit, but He didn't have time to go out and buy a remote control helicopter or a good sword. Besides, he'd have to hide the sword in a place no child could slip in and find it, and how'd he'd sneak it by his boss?

       Tyler didn't spend a lot of time hiding things. What he had left over, he threw over a fence of a park and ran back to SkyHub. The gift shop was dark and eerie, but fine. As he walked into the hallway, he passed the double door to the cafeteria. He peeked inside to see Sky in the place he was supposed to be. Sighing, he found his was to the chair in the office and placed his bag on the table. 

     It was 12:20 AM and the power was only 99%. Tyler checked the cameras, focusing on each of the animatronics and temporarily turning off the ones that were not needed at the moment. Sky, Seto, and Ty were in their places. Jason was walked out of his coaster, Mitch was walking around his arcade, Jerome was headed towards Husky's park and husky was walking around the building by his pools. 

    Tyler kept watching them walk around until 2 AM. They were all moving around at one point, but none seemed to care for him yet. By then, Tyler was keeping himself in focus by having a bag of Cheetos as a snack and having his phone lightly play music in the background so that the sound of the fan didn't drive him crazy. 

"You understand, I got a plan for us! I bet you didn't know that i was dangerous!" His phone sang. Dangerous by Big Data. A song that fit with the night, don't you think?

     When the song ended, the phone paused for a few moments to switch to another. Within that period of time, Tyler swore he heard a noise from down the hall. He frowned, going to the cameras that were located outside his office. There was nothing there. He checked the animatronic's locations and then placed his cameras to the side. He turned off his phone and took his flashlight, turning it on and pointing it out the door. 

    Slowly making his way into the hallway, he didn't see anything. He walked down half of it when a strong wind flew inside. He sneezed into his sleeve. But then he heard more voices. They were clearer now.

"He knows us." The voices were distant whispers, distorted by the wind. It was like a horror movie. 

"He knows us!" Another voice, deeper, but with the same effect, was heard. 

"But does he see?" 

"No, He is blind." 

Tyler stepped back. They were loud and clear in his head. They sounded so close, but yet where were the coming from?

"He live?"

"He shall not." 

"How do you assume that?"

"We will help him."

"He can help us."

"How do you assume that?"

More voices were joining. Tyler stepped back again. 

"He will die!"

"He will live!"