If You're Watching This.....

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*Koda's P.O.V*

"What was that all about?" I asked. Rhys blushed and flexed his hand in his pocket.

"Eh. Will's just playin' around." He said.

"Sureee." I teased, earning a crimson face in return. "Ooooh. Did I make Papa Razz blush??"

"N-no." Rhys lied. "I don't know what you're talking about." His face grew darker and I noticed something off about his posture. He looked nervous; his shoulders were tense and his walking was stiff.

"Rhys? You okay?" I asked, more serious this time.

"Y-yeah." He said. "I'm alright lass." 

We entered the kitchen and looked around, spotting a large stack of pizza boxes. There was a white board on the wall that read 'the water is safe.' I was about to turn on the sink when I spotted something else on the board: A white index card taped over the word 'not'- The water is NOT safe.


"Don't get any water." I said, nodding toward the white board as Rhys grabbed a small stack of three boxes.

Opening the fridge, I grabbed four different cans of soda and two monsters.

"I'm surprised to see that Freddy's has Monster." I said. Rhys laughed at my struggle attempt to carry all six cans.

"Do you need help, Koda?" He offered.

"Please." I said, defeated by soda cans. How embarrassing. I blushed as he took the Monster cans. "Thank 'ya lad." I said in my best Scottish accent.

"Not bad!" Rhys laughed.

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On our way back to the office, Rhys and I thought of a way to pick with the boys.

"There's a metal pole on either wall. What if we mimic an animatronic that glitched and was coming to the office?" I whispered.

"I like it." Rhys responded and headed down Chica's hallway while I traveled Bonnie's.

For some reason, both doors were closed. But that only added to the fun. I ducked under the window so the boys wouldn't see me and crawled to the other side behind the door. Once I was past the window, I set the cans down and grabbed a metal rod to hit the pole with.

-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-

The boys in the office grew quiet.  I heard Rhys taking a different approach to the prank: The heavy-set Scottish beat his hands on his door while I smacked the pole one more time. After I did, I hid behind a pile of boxes in the corner of the hall as Baz opened the door. He then stepped into my field of vision, clearing from the office completely. I emerged from my position and launched myself onto the ginger's back, devilishly whispering 'It's Me' in his ear.

"Holy Jesus!" Baz yelped. "Koda!" His face burned a dark crimson at my gesture as I slid from his back, picking up the cans and heading into the office.

"Pizza's here!" Rhys said, setting the boxes on the desk. Ryan tried to stand from the bench, only to receive a jolt of pain to the shoulder.

"Agh. Sh*t..." He groaned, his face paler than before.

"Here Ryan." Lewis said, handing his friend a piece of pizza.

"Thanks mate." The chestnut British winced as he sat back down.

After we ate, everyone scattered around the pizzeria. I stayed in the office with Ryan, who had grown more pale over time. I was currently looking through some drawers when I found an abundance of phone chargers. That reminded me of my phone. Do I still have it?  I felt my pocket and smiled. Yes I do!  And that gave me an idea... I grabbed my phone and turned on my camera.

"Hi. My name is Koda. If you're watching this, we need help. We have been trapped in- now bare with me- a video game. We are stuck in the demo of Five Nights At Freddy's: Help Wanted. I don't know how this is possible in any way, but we need to get medical help to one of our friends fast."

I turn the camera to face Ryan, clearly showing his blood-stained arm and pale face. The British gamer waved weakly, before again resting his head on the wall.

"We're all concerned about Ryan. He was attacked by an animatronic and I'm afraid he's going to get blood poisoning." I said, taking the camera into the hallway, where I showed the massacred body of Tyler. 

"And Tyler here, or more commonly known as Apocalypto12, was murdered by another animatronic character before we got here." I said, turning the camera back to me.

"We were not the first ones here. We have messages from Ethan Nestor and Mark Fischbach, who were in the group before us. If you have any questions about Tyler, they are the people you'd want to ask. He was dead when we got here... Apparently, our captivator believes that the gamers on YouTube are beating the FNAF games and solving their lores too easily; so the solution to him is to lock us in a live-action game and see how we do. He is going to make sure that by the end of our stay, one of us won't make it back to the real world. That one gamer will be left in a corner to rot, the same as what happened to Tyler. He has plans for another group as well- a Minecraft squad including Unspeakable Gaming, 09SharkBoy, Prestonplayz, FavreMySabre, and my brother, Moosecraft."

Will caught my attention as he quickly entered the room. 

"I found bandages." He said, helping Ryan remove the blood-soaked shirt from around his shoulder.

"For any YouTubers who see this; If you receive a message from Scott Cawthon asking for you to come test his newest FNAF game, DO NOT accept it. You could end up like us if you do... or worse, like Tyler over there."

I ended the video as the others returned, the base of Baz's neck bled slowly.

"Baz, what happened?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh that. Eh, a shelf fell on me. I'll be fine." He said.

 I poured some cold water on a rag and placed it on Baz's neck when he sat on the bench beside Ryan. Reaching up to hold the rag himself, his hand brushed mine; causing us both to dust a dark red. As I started to retreat, I felt something under me. I was met with Baz's face burning even redder when I realized I was halfway on his lap, and what I felt under myself was his leg.

I fully retreated from Baz, muttering a faint 'sorry' before the doors slammed shut. The same voice spoke to us yet again.

"̰G̰o̰o̰d̰ ̰l̰ṵc̰k̰ ̰g̰a̰m̰ḛr̰s̰.̰ ̰N̰ḭg̰h̰t̰ ̰2̰ ̰s̰t̰a̰r̰t̰s̰ ̰n̰o̰w̰.̰"̰


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