Five Nights

Home Sweet Home

I walked into my apartment and tossed my keys on the counter. Dezi ran in and hugged me tighter than he ever has. "You're not hurt are you?" He asked, inspecting me for injuries. I shook my head. Dezi sighed with relief and caressed the bandaging over my left eye with his thumb. "I can't believe that happened to you when you were like 9." He said. "I still can't either." I replied. I walked to my room and managed to get some sleep.

As soon as I woke up it was 2:28 PM. I threw on some pyjamas (yeah, I sleep in my boxers. Problem, mate?) and walked out to the kitchen. I saw Dezi with black rings around his eyes on his MacBook at the table. "Have you even SLEPT?" I asked. I lit a cigarette with my zippo lighter. Dezi looked up at me. "I'm doing research. Shut the hell up." He said, drowsily. "Can I at least have a warm cup o' coffee?" I asked sarcastically. Dezi looked me square in the eye. "YOU CAN HAVE A WARM CUP OF 'SHUT THE HELL UP'." He said coldly. "SOMEONE needs a nap." I said, jokingly. "You're at the threat of dying in your own workplace and you're making jokes?!" He asked in an unimpressed tone. I took off his glasses and put them on. "Hey gi- actually... That's actually a good look for you." He said. I handed the glasses back to him and went to the living room to do some research on Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

As soon as I googled "Five kids incident: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza- 1987", I got a whole arse-load of results. I clicked on the ABC 13 link. "They've been around since '87?" I thought. I watched the news article and prosecution of the suspected murderer. "...I hereby sentence you to life in the Ohio State Penitentiary for third degree murder of five or more children between the ages of 7-10 and also charge you a fine of 50 thousand dollars for vandalising equipment and animatronics of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." The judge finished. The video ended.

I started to eat some lunch so I wasn't starving my life away when the home-phone rang. "I got it dad." I called, answering the phone. "Ty Conn and Dezi Halker, Ty speaking." I said. "Yeah, hello. This is the guy who left you that message yesterday." The man on the other line said. "Oh hey. I didn't quite catch your name." I said. "I'm Gordon." He said. "Okay. Uh, thanks for all the help yesterday. I owe you a drink." I said with a slight chuckle. "I just wanted to let ya know that if you don't close the door in time, the animatronics may defuse the wiring. That's when you can't close the door, OR use the light." He explained. "How do they learn this?" I asked. "They get tired of the door being closed in their face, they find a way to get you into that suit." Gordon replied. I was starting to wish they had better facial recognition systems considering how friendly Bonnie seemed. (Lol Foxy's my actual favourite animatronic)

"Is that all you wanted to let me know?" I asked. "Pretty much. So um... See ya." He replied. "Laters." I said and hung up the phone. "WHO WAS IT?" Dezi shouted from the shower. "IT WAS A GUY WHO WALKED ME THROUGH MY JOB THIS MORNING!" I called back.