Something was familiar about the janitor's in the back of the building. The white and black tiles begged for me to remember something. The familiar animatronic endoskeleton lying motionless on the table. Ignored.
The cameras blacked out and Bonnie stared at the camera just outside my door. I heard something and strained to hear it over the fan on my desk. It was rasping. It sounded like someone was clinging on to life by a string. It sounded like suffering. Bonnie's eyes were not filled with joy.
Foxy started running down the hall. I slammed the door shut and listened as Foxy's claws scratched against the metal surface, fighting to get in.
Foxy's voice was familiar.
Battery life hit 1% at 5:00. I put the camera down and opened the door. Foxy and Bonnie were gone. I sat quietly and closed my eyes.
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Five children stood in front of me. They were exited, adorable.
Vulnerable.
A golden paw reached out to them. It held candy. The floors moved past me and I was suddenly in a janitor's closet, no, I was in THE janitor's closet. The golden paws locked the door and picked up a bloody blade from the table and lifted it high before it came down toward one of the children.
I gasped and sat up in my chair. I was back in my office. The phone rang and the message played. I shook off the nightmare and pulled up the camera feed.
YOU ARE READING
It's Me
HorrorWhen a security guard signs up for the simple task of watching security cameras at the infamous Freddy Fazzbear's Pizza, he slowly learns about the secrets of the restaurant.
