Trust Me

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(Can you catch the references in the song below? Comment below!)

March 7, 1976 - Circus Baby World - 9:35 P.M. (Present Time)

Ah, back at it again, thought William, as he waited for the elevator to bring him down to his workplace. My God, I hope I find out what's causing those animatronics to glitch out soon, because if the rest of this job is going to play out like the past week did, I don't want any part of it, even with the promotion and the raise up for grabs. Getting kidnapped, stuffed inside a suit, and nearly getting murdered is not what I want with a job.

This better be some raise, Mr. Cunningham. There is no way I'm putting up with this shit every week without getting a decent payment. That's for sure. I mean, I would quit if there any other decent paying jobs available, but this paycheck better be worth everything I've experienced this past week. He brought up the Hand-Unit to give his instructions for tonight.

"Welcome back to your last day on the job. That is, the last day of your first week. So congratulations on making it this far! We hope you've gotten the hang of things so far. Some of the most valued qualities that we like to see in our new employees are determination, fearlessness in the face of death, and a genuine disregard for instinctive self-preservation, and clearly, you've got all of those qualities."

Disregard for self-preservation? Ugh, why is it that I'm only realizing this now? Well, at least it's giving me a few compliments, too.

"You've earned your one week bonus which will be given to you in the form of a delightful gift basket, the cost of which will be taken out of your next paycheck. We have gift baskets containing fruit, nuts, flowers, and of course, the ever-popular cash basket. Using the keypad below, please enter the first few letters of the gift basket you would like to receive."

This better not be costing me much. Well, which one should I get? What happens if I get the cash-basket? Do I still have to pay for it out of my next paycheck? He was curious to find out, so he tried typing in cash, but, yet again, the Hand-Unit glitched out.

"It seems 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 selecting: Exotic Pizza!"

William was in a state of confusion, as if something was clearly not right here, but he wasn't sure what...

"I've detected a small error in that autocorrection, and I am sorry for putting it wrong. I now see what you were trying to type in, and I have just re-corrected that autocorrection for you. Thank you for selecting: Exotic Butters!"

He let out a huge sigh. Well, at least it's better than the basket of flowers, thought William. And I wonder how these butters would taste with some popcorn...

"Please be aware that there are still two technicians on site today. Try to avoid interfering with their work, if possible. Also, feel free to ask them why they are still there, and encourage them to go home."

Wait, why do I have to tell them to go home? Didn't you just say they were doing work? He was also wondering if these were the same technicians from yesterday who saved, which in this case, William was more than grateful for that. As the elevator reached a stop, William pressed the red button and exited the elevator, and once again went through the entrance vent-way.

He crawled through the vent way and into the primary control module, where he was waiting for the next set of instructions from his Hand-Unit. As he looked around the room, he noticed that there was clearly something not right. The security camera seemed to have its wires cut, and the clown mask that was hanging on the wall in the back of the room had gone missing. Not to mention the place seemed like it was a bit messy, too. What happened to the camera? The Hand-Unit continued giving instructions.

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