Five Nights At Freddy's: The Hidden Souls

The Second Night

We're back at it again, I guess, thought William. After his first night on the job, he figured the rest of his shift shouldn't be too difficult to manage. All he had to do was shock and check if the animatronics were functionally working, and make sure that nothing went wrong. Overall, this experience was a lot less stressful that William first thought it would be. Wonder what I'll have to do tonight, he thought. He didn't want his job to become boring, but he certainly didn't want it to become incredibly difficult, either. Maybe it's just best to go with the flow and see what happens next, he thought. He brought up his Hand-Unit to check what was required for tonight's shift.

"Welcome back to another night of intellectual stimulation, pivotal career choices, and self-reflection on past mistakes. We're committed to creating a unique and fulfilling work experience. One part of that commitment is ensuring that you don't get tired of the voice that you're hearing right now." William laughed, given that it was true that the Hand-Unit's voice did tend to get irritating after listening to it for a while. At least they're being honest about it, he thought. The Hand Unit then continued, "Using the keypad below, please select a new companion voice. For male, press one. For female, press two. For text only, press three. For other options, press four."

He took a moment to think about which option to choose from.

I wonder what the female version sounds like, but I also want to see what other options they have. Then again, I wonder what the text-only option does. Does it even talk if I choose that one? Oh, whatever, I'm overthinking this. Guess I'm going for number four, William thought. He pressed the fourth button on the Hand-Unit, but like last night, the touch-screen pad was still glitching out, and the Hand-Unit processed the information incorrectly again.

"It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type, and I will autocorrect it for you. Thank you for choosing "Angsty Teen"."

Oh, God no, William thought. It's bad enough that I'm stuck down here for the night, now I have to deal with an annoying care-free teenager voice? Still, other than the fact that his job was most likely about to get incredibly annoying, he tried considering some of the positives for tonight. At least he wouldn't have to be annoyed by the regular-robotic voice of the Hand-Unit. Besides, he already knew what needed to be done, so hopefully the Hand-Unit wouldn't talk to him as much tonight. As soon as the elevator came to a stop, William pressed the red button to get out of the elevator, opening the doors to the same small room he was at yesterday. He tried getting out, but his Hand-Unit started acting up again.

"The elevator's stopped. You know the routine. Get out now, or whatever. Stay here if you want."

Well, at least they got the 'angsty teen' aspect right, he thought. Even the voice sounded like a care-free teenager. And I thought the Hand-Unit's voice couldn't get more annoying, and here we are. "Well, if I stay here, I don't get paid. Might as well get back to work," said William to himself. He climbed through the small vent way to get back to the primary control module.

"So, funny story, a dead body was found in this vent once. M'kay, so, not that funny, but, it's a story."

What the hell? Stop making me more nervous than I already am! He was already anxious about the creepy-looking vent-way. This was the last thing he needed right now. "As soon as I'm done tonight, I'm switching this thing back to the normal voice," he said to himself. William finally reached the end of the vent-way and entered the primary control module. He waited for the Hand-Unit to give him his instructions for the night.

"Alright, so, let's start with your nightly chores. You should check on Ballora, and make sure she's on her stage, but, whatever."

He goes to the left touchpad and presses the light button, and just like yesterday, Ballora was clearly visible on her stage, powered down, seemingly lifeless.