Art Above Belongs To MightyHamster

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Freddy's shoulders slumped as he watched Mike walked towards the Security Office. He couldn't believe Mike didn't quit.

Mike's face was emotionless, like he was sentenced to his death and didn't even care.

Freddy could do nothing but watch as Mike went to the office, every fiber of him wanting to leap off the stage and beg Mike to leave.

But sadly, a few staff members were still around.

He didn't want to lose Mike.

He may have flirted and try to kiss other night guards in the past.

But Mike was different. There was something different about him that drew Freddy to him.

But all Freddy could do was stand there for another hour before its midnight.

...

Mike didn't hesitate at all while he walked to the office.

The whole time, he felt Freddy's gaze on him.

He never looked towards Freddy or the gang, just continuing to walk to the office.

Once he got to the office, he sat down, looking at the time. "11 pm..." He groaned, sitting back. "One more hour..."

He waited for an hour to go by, thinking about his life.

He made some horrible decisions in his life, doing pranks he thought was harmless.

He wish he can go back in time and fixed his mistakes.

He wished he listened to the times whenever he had a bad feeling.

He hurt so many people, his parents even got divorced at some point. 

14.

That was when his parents got divorced...

He blamed himself for his death.

At this point, he accepted death.

Mike knew what- no, who- the monster was in his nightmare.

The monster was him.

...

Goldie smirked, blood coming out of his mouth and eyes.

Soon.

He can kill Mike.

...

Mr. Smith got out of his seat, sighing. He remembered many years ago, Mike bumping into him at the Pizzeria the day the girl died.

His daughter...

He thought how Mike's mother carried Mike Mike out, his mother also carrying his Fredbear plush.

"I'm not sure how they would figure out that I'm not actually dead..."

With that, Henry left his office.

...

The 12 am bell rang.

To Mike's surprise, the phone rang. Mike hesitated before pushing the call button, only to get something he couldn't understand.

Mike grabbed the tablet, looking at Cam 2B, noticing something different about the Freddy poster...

Golden Freddy.

He put the tablet down, the hair on the back of his neck rising, a cold voice whispering behind him.

"It's time, Mikey~."