ITS ME
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As you flip through your camera, you notice something odd about Camera 1c. The Pirate Cove curtain is gaping open, and it is empty. Too late for you. The sign says "ITS ME" instead of its normal "Sorry - Out of Order". I'm sprinting down the hall as you click frantically on the door button. ITS ME.
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Christine should have known better than to stay after closing... "What're you still doing here? It's past closing time!" "I know but I was just reorganizing all of the..." "We've gotta get to the back! You should have left an hour ago. Now you can't leave until morning." "What do you mean? I can leave whenever..." A loud breath caught her attention and she glanced sideways. Bonnie stepped off the stage, his bright purple features becoming dark and distorted. "Go to the security office," I told her firmly. A metallic sound could be heard pounding on the hardwood floors to our left, growing louder and louder. It could only mean one thing. "Run to the back," I tore my eyes away from Bonnie, shoving the girl towards the hallway that led to the security office. "Now!" Sprinting at her heels, I wheeled around to keep an eye on the animatronics. The metal-on-wood sound grew louder. Foxy was hurtling between a row of arcade games, headed straight for us. This is a short story based on the popular 2014 horror game, Five Night's at Freddys. "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza after dark..." [*Notice: This particular story of mine has some choice language.*]

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