Jeremy entered the building for the first time since he got his job. He looked around, and stared at the animatronics for a few moments, then walked to the security office. He looked around the room. A camera sat on the table, and a huge opening was the entryway for the office. On either side of the room, there was a vent. He stared at the desk, papers and an old cupcake. Jeremy decided to clean up as he worked the shift. He sat at the desk.

Ring ring!

Ring ring!

“Uhh… hey hey, welcome to your new summer job at Freddy’s pizza! Anyways, company policy asks me to explain some… things to you, such as liability, death on company grounds, bla bla bla. Look, just know, you have nothing to worry about, ok?”

He listened, though he had no idea where the hell in the mess the phone was. “Nothing to worry about? Fun.”

“So anyways… I bet you're wondering about some of the things here. So, on the stage, we have our main 3 mascots, Freddy, Bonnie, And chica. State of the art characters linked to the criminal database… heh… we should be paying them to guard YOU. anyways… there's some other mascots here… check your price corner camera, you SHOULD see a box.”

“Spotted.” He mumbles, swapping to the prize corner’s camera, looking at the desk,trying to find the phone, than gives up

“There's a… thing in there. There SHOULD be a remote-wind up music box to keep it… asleep. If it wakes up, you're toast. But, if the music box unwinds, and it is still in the camera shot, wind it up again. It’s not fast… but oh good god is it smart.”

“I need to keep it asleep?! Excuse me?!” He says, staring. “You're insane! Your company’s insane!” He checks the box, trying to see if it needs to be wound up, even if it doesn't he winds it up, to keep the thing away. He swaps to the mainstage camera, noticing the three main animatronics still in place.

“There's a room next to it, kids cove. Don’t worry about that camera, the mascot in there can’t move… like at all. For all I know, it's completely immobilized.”

“Should hope so.” He snaps, swapping cameras. He watches closely.

“There's another room, parts and service. Yeah… the last camera in there was… taken out. So, don’t worry about that either… everything, and I mean EVERYTHING in there is far too damaged to move. Also, a little coding bug I should let you know about. The newer mascots are a little… twitchy. So, we supplied you with an empty Freddy Fazbear head. Some of the… surviv- I mean prior nightguards complained about some characters moving around at night, and trying to enter the office. The working theory is that… Well, endoskeletons without costumes on are against company policy, so, they see you as an endo, and well… yeah, I don’t think you want metal in your face. Only bits that would see the light of day are your eyes and teeth. Heh… they don’t tell you this when you sign that little paper, huh?”

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“Really? Twitchy?” He swaps to the main stage camera. “I’m not disturbed at all, you damned phone call.” He mumbles.

“Anyways, good luck tonight, and remember, you are the face of Freddy Fazbear’s pizza, and Fazbear entertainment, so keep a smile on your face. I’ll talk to you tomorrow… hopefully.”

Click!

“How friendly.” He mutters. He blinked a look of shock across his face, the camera now lacked a certain blue rabbit. “Damn it. Where is it?” He clicks through a few cameras trying to find the rabbit. “Come on you damned rabbit..” He says, still clicking through the cameras. He finally clicked on Cam 03, seeing the rabbit. “Why the hell are you in there?” He mumbled to himself. He swapped back to mainstage, and the chicken was now gone. “Damn it.” He mumbled. He checked the camera and saw nothing. He checked the vents on either side of the room and the hall in front of him. He shook his head, mumbling curses under his breath, as he checked cam 03 again. “Where the damned rabbit now?” He scowled.

“Hey there new guy!!”

He jumped, looking to his side, and shining the light to it. “Holy-”

“Huh… weird, I expected you to be the same guy from last week. Seems Mangle scared him a little too bad…!”

Jeremy scowled, shining the light at the robot. “Out. Go away.” He hissed, keeping his voice as level as he could.

“Hmph, you’re no fun.” The rabbit complained, before entering anyways, towering above the desk.

Jermey grabbed the Freddy head, half tempted to throw it, but pulled it over his own head, hoping this worked well enough.

“Huh. you look… different, oh well, have a good night Freddy!” Bonnie chirped before leaving the room

Relief flooded him, as he removed the mask carefully, clicking about the camera. “Oh hell… I-” He blew out a little relief, almost sinking off the chair, clicking about the cameras, then winding the music box up quickly.He made another round, mainstage, party rooms, prize corner, kids cove, going through it many times before checking the vents next to him and the hall in front.

“Bonnie said we had a new guy here!”

Jermey jumped and cursed, flinging the light around, looking for the damned chicken.

“OW! HEY, WATCH THE EYES, THOSE ARE SENSITIVE!”

He stared at the chicken and pulled the mask over his head, not wanting to risk it. “Nope no new guy…” He said, swiveling around in the chair. Nerves getting to him.

“Party pooper.” Chica muttered, leaving the hallway

Jeremy stared, almost clawing at the table, when he pulled the mask off his head. He went back around the cameras to wind the music box back up. “I’m not coming back.” He mumbled like a hopeful promise. He checked the cameras, hoping not to have too many encounters with Chica and Bonnie again. He checked the cameras a couple more times, then checked the vents and the hall. The adrenaline from the animatronics coming around had started to wear off and he felt the exhaustion for a moment, but pushed past, he was getting paid at the end of the week after all… He watched the clock. 5:50. So close. He checked around again. Both the rabbit and the chicken were missing. He groaned. “No! Dammit!” He hissed, looking through the cameras to find them. The clock soon chimed six. “See you later, hell pit!” He yells, leaving swiftly, hoping to never return, though he knew better.