5Chapter 3: Lucid dream and changes
*Beep* *beep* *beep*
'All right, all right' the figure said as they reached for their alarm clock.
The figure's hand did not reach for the blaring death machine but instead it knocked the phone of the receiver which instantly alerted the figure to their surroundings. They was sitting at a desk in what they guessed was a bomb shelter. There one door and window on each side of the room. There were also two buttons next to each door. The top one's read lights and the bottom one's read door. The desk they sat at had a couple of broken computers, cardboard cup and paper wrappers with an old fan sitting on top of it. The only thing that looked like it was new was the tablet and the crimson colored phone.
*Beep* *beep* *beep*
'Wait a minute that's not my alarm and where the hell am I?'
The figure looked towards the phone, the cause of the noise. They went to pick it up only for the phone's messaging system to kick in and play the recording.
Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?
Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."
Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.
So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?
Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh.
Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night.
They sat there with a straight face and the only indication that they were upset was the rapid twitch of their left eye. Upset to them was an understatement their mind had still not processed any of the information that he had just received from the recorded message on the phone left for them by the man they will forever dub Captain butt rag.
'Well Fuck me sideways at a… I'm not even going to finish it!' the Figure mentally yelled.
They picked up the tablet and searched through most of the cameras in each room noticing that there were no animatronics in any of them but the last room they checked was the main stage with the spotlight on a lone figure dressed in all purple. He had on a purple version of what the figure watching had on now but what made them scared of this purple figure was that he was wielding a butcher's knife.
'Oh kay no animatronics but instead a really scary purple dude standing on stage wielding a knife. Creepiest night ever, lack of sleep sucks.'
They then jumped as hand gripped his shoulder, a hand that was attached to an arm clothed in purple.
Looking up at the figure, they now realized that they were screwed. The purple man then knelt down next to the figures ear and whispered.
"It's ME"
Before they felt a searing pain in their abdomen. Looking down they realized the purple man stabbed them in their stomach.
"I'm going to hurt you where it hurts the most"
The figure immediately started coughing up what they thought was blood only it was black and smelled of oil.
"I'm going slowly kill him right in front of you so you will be forced to watch whether you like it or not, I'm going to hurt you and give him the same fate like all the others. Hahahahaaa!"
"Wha.. what.. who… just … take me… instead" They figure spoke whilst coughing up more blood.
"Now we're playing hero are we?" the purple man said with a sadistic smile.
"Be a man just kill me, you're two thirds of the way done just finish me off you little bitch." Then the figure spat in his face and in reply received a backhand to their face.
"On second thought, how about I make you part of the main act" The purple man said complete anger as he dragged his soon to be next victim by the leg leaving a trail of blood where they were dragged.
The purple man dragged the figure up to the stage where there sat an empty yellow suit.
"Been saving these for my latest batch of victims sadly the white one isn't… usable right now so that leaves only two left." The purple man said with a more sadistic laugh.
The purple man then proceeded to take the suit apart while the bleeding out figure was laying. *bong* *Thunk* *Thunk* the figure saw an empty animatronic head piece rolling in front of their face. What they saw was the head piece to the only yellow toy model animatronic.
"Time to stuff you Miss Blazeheart ahahahahahahah! Man I love my job but I love the screaming of my victims more eheheheheh."
The purple man then proceeded to 'stuff' the figure into the suit. The figure didn't even make a hint of a whimper, oh they felt the pain; in fact it hurt like hell.
The purple man had only the head piece to 'put' on but he shocked.
"How… how come you didn't scream, why, Why, WHY!" The purple man all but yelled in the victims face.
The figure just smirked and spat blood in his face again further pissing him off.
"Why. Wont. You. Scream." He yelled slowly in a deeper voice.
The figure just kept smirking while a single tear slid down the side of their face.
"Wow, I was guessing that you had someone you cherished" the purple man said in astonishment.
The figure's eyes widen in shock and immediately tries to get up.
"You… wont… have… him" the figure tried to yell, but it was somewhat muffled as more blood came out of their mouth.
"Oh but I will, and I will even give them the satisfaction of knowing that I gave you the same death as you while I slowly stuff'em in front of your corpse. Ehehehehahahahahaha!
"Naa.."
He then slammed the head piece on to the figure's head with a wet and bloody *squelch*.
"Hehehehahahaha…. Ehhh.. wha…what!? But I killed you years ago you should've already been in hell!?"
He didn't think he would be seeing his past victims spirits appear right before his eyes.
"No…NO… get away … waaah!"
The Purple man then 'Proceeded' to escape the five spirits chasing him in to the pizzeria's safe room. A golden bear was the only figure remaining as they watched the newest victim's life slowly vanish into their new and final body as there was nothing the bear could do.
"Just another victim of that monster; but I promise that you are the last to fall to the likes of him. To night he dies. I only hope you can cope with your new life at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria" The golden bear stated in a sad tone.
Despite all the searing pain and loss of most of their sensory organs since the mask pretty much destroyed the victims face and entire head as the last piece to the animatronic suit they were stuffed in; the figure was able to pick up most of what they hoped was someone trying to save them as they slowly died of full body destruction and blood loss.
The golden bear stood where they were as the victim twitched as a last effort to stay alive. That last twitch however was enough force to knock the newest victim over onto their back. The golden bear cringed when that happened but proceeded to pick up what is now Toy Chica as they began to stir.
A few hours later in the parts and service room the newest victim now known as Toy Chica slowly awoke. Her sleepiness quickly evaporated as she realized what or more importantly who was standing in front of her. Standing right in front of her was the Original Bonnie animatronic with its missing face and the rest of its body in disrepair. Bonnie then used its partially dismantled arm to try and reach out to Toy Chica. Toy Chica crawled away or she tried to until she backed off the table that she was placed on and crashed to the floor. She rubbed she rubbed the back of her head in pain and when she brought her arm back in front of her; she realized that it was hers but she could of sworn her arm looked far different.
Her attention was then brought back to who was after her when Bonnies face was right in front of hers.
Bonnie then said in a deep and disembodied voice "Welcome to Freddie's Chica"
Considering I don't know how to do those lines that are strewn across the page to mark a different section or author's note this is the best I can do. On another note while reaching the end of writing this chapter I wound up getting writers block but I unfortunately I also volunteered to do government and econ classes over summer break and trust me it takes me longer to understand things a lot longer then others. I should have continued right after I finished summer school but I guess I forgot and when I remembered that I could continue writing I was just too lazy but now I'm back and ready to write some more. Like I said to a reviewer whose name I cannot remember I had this chapter mostly finished for a while now and I just finished writing it today. Though I oddly enough still remember the plot to this story. I already have the next chapter started so see you next time.