The surroundings felt so different. You were no longer in an office but in the house from the fourth game. This was going to be difficult with a more cramped setting. You guys were locked in the room like the child from the game...but it wasn't quite 12 am yet.
   "I don't understand why things like this have to happen...why a child has to be locked in his room and afraid...why he has to be tormented by his brother who's laughing outside the door as I speak...why their life has to be a hell hole like this?" He actually had a tear in his eye and you hugged him really tight. There was no phone, no screens, nothing like the other games. You'd think it would feel safer to be in a bedroom but it had such a sorrowful, spookier atmosphere. The clock hit twelve and it was time to assign roles.
"I'll take the left door and the closet with foxy if you've got the bed and the right door Mark." You suggested. He nodded and walked quietly over to the right door. You walked to the left. You both listened very carefully; any one little mistake in the hearing could result in deadly consequences.
   On Mark's side, you heard the flashlight click and heard his sigh of relief when there was no one there and the footsteps and he turned to the bed. There were no nightmares there. You held your breath as you opened the door. It seemed silent but then you faintly heard the breathing and shut the door really fast. Mark looked back at you to make sure you were okay. He held his breath with you. He prayed that you would have perfect timing and that when that door was opened that you would be okay. You heard the silence and cautiously opened the door to find that you were safe.
   You didn't bother to check the closet until Mark would call out, "Foxy alert!" To say that foxy was in the closet. Mark checked the other door as you checked yours. Things were pretty slow until about 2 am. You saw Nightmare Bonnie down the hallway as he disappeared. Mark wound up seeing Nightmare Chica on his side down the hall and later heard clanking in the kitchen. It reached 3 am.
   "Foxy alert!" You heard him call out while you were holding the door shut to keep Bonnie from killing you. When that was finally taken care of, you ran quickly to the closet.
   You opened the closet doors and foxy roared in your face and you screamed as you shut it tight. You held it no matter how much the shutter doors were shaking from foxy. When the shaking stopped, you opened it and it was a plushy of foxy. You looked at Mark and you guys nodded; knowing what was most likely to come next.
   When it switched to 4 am, there was a shift. It was time for nightmare fredbear and the nightmare to appear. You saw fredbear down the hall and screamed. He was the most disturbing sight you had ever seen. You tried to recover from the feeling of your heart pounding out of your chest as you held the door shut. Fight or flight was not a choice in this. It was rather more like die or don't die.
   You heard Mark shout a curse word or two and just make random scared Markimoo noises and couldn't help but laugh as the door slammed shut.
   "FORK YOU YOU FAZBEAR SHOTS!!!" You laughed but quickly got back in the game when you heard laughing. You and Mark were back to back with your flashlights checking the room. He whispered to you "closet" because he was not on the bed. You went to the closet and when you opened the door you saw the huge head and heard the piercing radio screech sound and shut the shutter doors and opened it to find he was gone.
   It reached 5:58 and you guys by this point were extremely exhausted. You had been playing at this game for hours with barely any break in between each night and you knew you only had one night left.
   Mark heard laughing and turned to the bed and you heard a high pitched scream as he flashed the flashlight on the nightmare's head.
   "Fork a duck! Go away!! Don't you have better things to do with your life?!?" You went to the door and flashed the flashlight and were frozen when you saw the nightmare right there. You had not gotten a full look at him yet and he fazed you. He was about to jumpscare when Mark jumped in front of you and shut the door. The nightmare was wrestling for control of the door and you wanted to help Mark but your whole body felt like putty at the moment. Mark was starting to get weak compared to the animatronic strength.
   "I can't give up my crown...not just yet..." Just as his strength was giving in and the door began to open, the click changed and it was 6 am. You just stood there watching the nightmare frozen in place. Mark looked at you with exhausted eyes.
   "Are you alright (y/n)? You look a bit pale..." You couldn't say anything but simply collapsed to the floor as if your legs gave out from under you. You just crouched down and began to bawl like crazy. Your eyes streamed tears out like ocean currents and Mark crouched down next to you and hugged you; stroking your face to try and dry all the tears.
   "One more night (y/n). I promise we will get through this."
   "But that...that was so close...I-I almost lost you...I can't do this alone."
   "But you didn't lose me and I'm still here...cause I'm the king of five nights of Freddie's." You allowed him to dry your tears as you guys traveled into the mysterious fifth night. The fifth game did not exist yet because sister location was still in the making, so you wondered what the fifth night was going to be. You felt the sensation you would hopefully only have to feel one more time before being sent home.

Author's note: Oh Boy!! What is the fifth night gonna be? Tune in to find out ;P