Your P.O.V.:

It had been a full hour since you'd all entered the pizzeria, and the more you looked around, the more eery the place became.

"Guys look," Mary exclaimed, stumbling by a door labeled 'security office'.

Her round blue orbs immediately became trained on Ken's.

"I wanna check out what's inside. Will you open in for me?" Mary questioned him, struggling to get the door open.

Ken sighed, jokingly patting her hair before squatting down and lifting the door up with all his might.

It opened, also unleashing a cloud of dust and a few spiderwebs collapsing the edge of the door's framing.

"I guess it really has been a few years since someone has been here.. how come you think they left all the stuff here?" You asked everyone, slowly entering the room.

"This place probably closed due to bankruptcy. Chances are they didn't have enough money to pay for movers or the dump to get all of this crap out," Mark explained, brushing off one of the 'Freddy Fazbear' promotional posters on the wall.

You noticed there was a tablet- like monitor on the desk and decided to investigate.

You pressed the 'on' button, and it immediately came to life.

"Woah this place has surveillance cameras? How does half of this shit even still work??" You asked in awe, clicking through each one of the rooms.

Everyone came to stand by you, intrigued by the new gadget you'd found.

"Wait a minute.. go back to the stage camera," Ken remarked, gesturing to its icon.

You did so, noticing a significant change within its setting. Anyone could've missed it if you weren't paying attention.

Dim lights shone on the animatronics, but only two remained standing on the stage.

There were originally three.

Your eyes widened in shock, as did everyone else's.

"W-where the fuck did the bunny go?!" You asked everyone.

"I-I thought they c-couldn't move!! Mary's lips quivered in fear.

"Everyone relax. We just need to find it, that's all. Besides what can an old animatronic do? They've been here for years, and probably barely work.." Ken said calmly, turning off the tablet as you placed it back down on the desk.

"Um.. guys.. where the did Felix and Marzia go?" Mark brought up matter-of-factly, his eyebrows creasing in confusion.

"They didn't follow us in? I swear to god they were right behind Mary.." Ken muttered, looking around to see if they were just hiding.

"This is really starting to turn out like some cliché horror movie or something. We should probably go find them." Mark said in annoyance, exiting the room soon followed by Ken.

You decided to continue looking around, aided by the help of Mary.

"(Y/n) there's a phone still here... do you think it still works?" Mary questioned, fiddling with an old phone that set on the corner of the desk.

You walked over to her position, observing the current state of the phone.

The power light was still flashing bright red every few seconds, signaling that it was still powered on.

"I really don't think this place has been closed for that long.. someone else was probably here before us and was using all this stuff.." You thought aloud, earning Mary's attention.

She ran a hand through her rainbow colored hair, and sighed.
"You're probably right.."

Suddenly once you'd pressed a button with a faded symbol, a voice began broadcasting itself loudly.

You flinched in fear, as did Mary.

"H-hello? Hello? 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."

You and Mary turned each other with the most horrified expressions, but allowed the message to go on.

"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 servors 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 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."

With that, you immediately ended the message in fear, yanking the phone's power cord out of its socket.

"I don't know what we just got into, but Mary we've gotta get outta here. NOW. This place is insane!" You said in a panic, moving quickly to rush out the room.

As you did this, you brushed against a chair in the back of the office, giving in enough force to do a full 360 to its face profile.

You broke into a cold sweat, and you wished to scream but the noise was caught in the bottom of your throat.

There in the chair was the suit of an animatronic, broken down and oozing blood.

The smell hit you like a train, pungent and strongn

Just barely out of the top you could see the contents of what was a steadily rotting brain and a deteriorating skull.

No excuses. None at all. I know I haven't written for this story in literally months and that i should be shamed and I could make excuses for it, but would that really satisfy you guys? Nope. So all I can say is I will try my best to further update this story in the future. The FNAF hype has died down now, but I those of you that will still stick around love it. So thanks for reading and be sure to comment and vote and tell me how I did- Drama Typhoon ♡