A few weeks ago, my old workplace, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, closed down due to something involving Fredbear and a 10-year-old kid's head. It's a shame, really. Thankfully, though, no one found out what I did in that Spring Bonnie suit. I made sure to wash off all the blood, bones, and other viscera. That was 4 years ago, and it still feels like just yesterday. I still remember those petrified screams, the power of killing, everything. I'm no longer in it for that "purging" nonsense, I just prefer people when they're dead. After the place was closed, Fazbear Entertainment did quick work with creating another, with many new characters. Most of them, though, were "Toy" versions of the Fredbear & Friends crew, but I guess they couldn't have the original four due to the little mishap involving the children. I heard that they were partially scrapped to create these "Toys". Two have been built from scratch, though. BB, a human animatronic that hands out balloons, and the Puppet, a marionette-like animatronic who hands the kids or older customers prizes in exchange for "Faz Tokens", the coins you get from playing the place's arcade games. It's kind of like our rival company, "Chuck E. Cheese's", but we use the animatronics in a much better way. With me on board, they're able to do so much with the bots, rather than just have them being stationary. Today, or tonight rather, I'm supposed to start my first day on the night shift. They gave me a new uniform for the occasion: a purple long-sleeved shirt with a black tie, black pants, black shoes, and a hat. The shirt has the "Freddy Fazbear's" logo embroidered on the left of its chest, and a name tag on the right of its chest reading "JOHN MATTHEWS". The tag was too small to fit Jonathan. Well, at least it didn't have Johnny. After sitting at home doing nothing for a couple of hours, it finally reaches the time I have to start heading to the restaurant. It's 11:45 PM. I get in my car and drive to the "New and Improved" Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I walk into the front door and go up to the show stage. The Toy animatronics are looking very good, I must say. I swear one looked into my eyes, but that could also just be my imagination. My sanity has been wearing thinner with every year. I don't know if that would be a legitimate reason for seeing that, though. After I finish pondering this, I move on. I take a look at their version of Foxy, then saunter over to BB and the Puppet. After they've all been thoroughly looked at for no real reason other than me just wanting to do it, I spot a door marked "Parts & Services". This being the first time I've really been this far from the stage in this location, I'm curious. I open the door and peer in. The room's flickering light allows me to see the withered forms of Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica. They're all in pretty awful shape, but I can't see Foxy for the life of me. I take a look at my watch. 12:01 AM. Oh, I'm a minute into my shift. I should really get to my office, shouldn't I? As I settle into the comfy leather rolling chair in the small office, a fan blowing cool air onto me, a phone begins to ring. I search for one, and eventually find it under a mountain of napkins and crumpled aluminum foil. I pick it up and hear a familiar voice. "Hello? Hello?" Scott's voice greets me in a quizzical tone.

"Oh, hey, Scott!" I exclaim, elated to hear a friend's voice after a short while. "I haven't talked to you in some time! How have you been?" "Uh, I've been... well." Scott replies. "I thought I was supposed to be guiding a night guard right now. ...What are you, uh, doing on that phone?" "I'm working the night shift." "...Oh." Scott says after a few seconds. "Well, alright then! Let's get started with a short tutorial!" "So, this is your office! You'll see a tablet and a flashlight placed on the desk in front of you. Pick up the tablet and, uh, hit the power button."

"Alright." I say, doing as he says. When it boots up, I'm greeted with a large screen showing a view of the show stage.

"Now, you should try tapping those grey rectangles on the bottom right side of the screen. They switch to, uh, different cameras. It'd really help you with... with tracking them down."

"...Tracking them down?" I ask while checking out various cameras.

"Uh... yeah. So, these animatronics, they... have very sensitive hearing. Whenever they hear something, they'll move toward it. It really helps with, uh, parties, as they can personally greet the birthday kid. You, however... are not a kid. These animatronics have, uh, predator-detecting software, and they will not hesitate to, uh... subdue you."

"Are you accusing me of something?!" I snap at Scott.

"Oh, no! No, definitely not! I mean... unless I should be." Scott chuckles a bit after saying that. I'm relieved he doesn't know what I did. "They have a little... issue... with their facial scanners at night. An issue where they see everyone as being a predator. So, as a precaution, we've given you a flashlight and even installed LED lights into the cameras themselves. This place is almost entirely designed with very new, high-tech technology. That tablet in your office isn't even supposed to be released to the public for over a decade. We got the prototype."

"That's... pretty amazing," I tell him, "But wait a second. Are you saying all of these animatronics that I just saw earlier acting so docile will try to KILL me?"

"...Unfortunately, yes. However, once again, the flashlight and camera lights have been given to you as a precaution. You may be wondering why. Well, the animatronics don't like having lights flashed in their eyes. Heh, go figure. So, uh, if you end up seeing them begin to move, just shine a light on them. Only use the flashlight if they manage to reach your office. I'm not saying they will, though. No, I'm not implying that."

"...Okay, I feel like I'm ready." I say.

"Alright! I'll, uh, see you tomorrow, then! Good night!" With that, Scott hangs up. Silence. That's all there is right now. I'm just alone in my office with the quiet sound of the spinning fan. Suddenly, though, I hear a loud bang and strange thumping. I quickly switch through cameras hoping to find the source. A camera shows that the Parts and Services room's door has been flung open. I see a black top hat slowly moving at the bottom of the screen.

Oh, god, no. I see two white specks of light coming from the gaping hall in front of me. They gradually become bigger, as the thumping gets louder. My shaking hand grabs for the flashlight. I don't get scared easily. This is a first. As I click the flashlight and shine it down the hall, I see that withered Freddy. He stares directly into my eyes. Into my soul. As he slowly walks towards me, his mouth gapes open. I hear a voice, that of a child. Not from the animatronic in front of me, but from inside my own head. "You did this to me.", the voice coldly whispers. Wait. That voice is familiar, even in such a hushed tone. That's the voice of one of the children, the second one I killed. Before I can piece this all together, the clock hits 6:00 AM. I can't believe the night's gone on for this long. Freddy stops shuffling towards me and simply freezes in place. I bolt past him and run out of the pizzeria, speeding back home. For some reason, though, I decide to keep this night shift going for this whole week. I'd like to see what those children will try to do to me after what I've done to them. This'll be quite an eventful week.