Five Nights

Night 2

I noticed the time was 11:40. I immediately put on my security hat, utility belt and jacket before rushing out the door. I sprinted down the hall and drove to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

I pulled into the parking lot and found a spot close to the exit. I saw the manager just walking out of the door. He tossed me the keys. "Good luck." He said with a nod. "Thanks." I replied.

I locked the doors behind me after I entered. I checked my watch as I race-walked to the office. 11:57 PM. Oh god. I yawned once I reached the office. "Shoulda got more sleep." I muttered to myself.

It struck midnight and the answering machine rang, like expected. I picked up the phone. "Uhh, Hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses. Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone's in their proper place. You know...
Uh... Interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so, hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right? I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors. So if-if you can't find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react... Uh, not that you would be in any danger, of course. I'm not implying that. Also, check on the curtain in Pirate Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn't like being watched. I don't know. Anyway, I'm sure you have everything under control! Uh, talk to you soon." The message explained once again. "Auf wiederzehen." I said. I plastered what he said about Pirate Cove into my mind. I know I remembered that from earlier in my life.

I immediately checked the left and right doorlights. After the coast was clear, I checked the camera. Bonnie AND Chica were gone. "Bollocks!" I wanted to shout. I felt I was screwed. I searched through the cameras and found Bonnie at the Dining Area. I never saw Chica. I checked my doorlight. Nope. I tried the cameras again. I could hear rattling through the camera so I assumed she was in there. The pots and pans rattled around loudly. "Can ya be any louder, mate?" I thought. I lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke.

I looked at the clock. 4:20 AM. My least favourite time.

I checked the pirate cove camera. He was in position to start sprinting down the hall. For god's sake-- when would this night end?!

I checked the camera frequently. I thought I heard some kind of child's laughter. I checked the east hall corner camera, the poster of Freddy Fazbear was now replaced by a yellow tinted version of him with black eye sockets. I put the monitor down to take a drink from my coke can when in front of me, I saw a yellow Freddy Fazbear in a crouching pose.

I immediately shielded my face with the camera monitor, hoping it was just my imagination. I flipped through the cameras to see if the others were even close now. Bonnie was in the Dining Area and Foxy was still in sprinting position.

I didn't feel anything touching me in a hostile way. I put the monitor down and saw the Yellow Fazbear was gone. What the...

I checked the camera and saw Foxy was gone as well. I closed the left door immediately. There was banging on the other side. I waited a few seconds and opened it back up to conserve power. Speaking of which I checked how much I had. 24%. I looked at the clock. 5:52 AM! Nearly there.

I heard rapid footsteps down the left hallway, as if someone were running at top speed. I reached over to shut the left door, already knowing Foxy was out again. Before the door could shut, he leaned in and said something. "W-what?" I asked. "Please let me hide in here, those land-lubbers can see parts of my endoskeleton, and are trying to stuff me into a suit, you gotta let me hide in here--it's safer than the cove." Foxy begged. "You know I'm human?" I asked. He nodded. "Before I let you, I need to know about The Bite of '87." I said. Foxy immediately handed me a tape. "It was recorded on a guard's camera." He said. I closed both doors and placed the tape in the VHS player on the desk. We sat back and watched.