Jeremy entered the establishment, in disbelief he had been forced to return. He looked over at Bonnie and Chica, the ones that had tried to kill him the night before…. No, they weren’t trying to kill him, right?

Jeremy walked into the office once again…. and awaited the phone call. As he did, he checked the music box, and he would begin winding it.

Ring ring!

Ring ring!

“Uhh… hey hey! So, welcome back… anyways… tonight uhh…. Tonight's gonna be a little harder than last night!”

Great, Jeremy thought to himself, but then he heard it…. He turned to the Stage camera… Bonnie was gone already.

“Soooo…. Other…. ‘Employees’ report some of the… older models uhh… moving at night.”

Jeremy’s ears perked at this new information, older models…? This place had no camera for that.

“They say Foxy moved, and he’s uh… he’s a fast bastard, I can tell you that. The mask… doesn’t really fool him… like at all. Just… flash your flashlight at him, it might slow him down or force-restart him. And Freddy… well he’s a little more … more aggressive than Foxy.”

The bear on stage…?

“There's also some other characters that move… like that uh… you saw that ugly piece of garbage on one of the cameras… right? You know… white fox? Lotta endo showing? Yeah… while back she got uh… dismantled by some local teens. Of course she was uh… yeah… just don’t worry about it, yeah?”

Jeremy was confused, he wasn’t sure how or why Phone Guy knew this, but decided to listen to it, as he continued winding the box. He then turned to CAM 11 and saw the mangled white fox sitting there.

“Yeah… so she actually CAN move, kinda lied about that last night… She's a little cranky at times, and she’s fast as hell too. Just… keep an eye on her… and that other head she has… no clue what she uses it for, but just… keep it away from your throat, yeah? Last guy…. He didn’t listen to that warning, and he uh… didn’t live long enough to regret it. Haha… mork, you poor, poor moron.”

Jeremy turned toward the phone, as if he was surprised

“Anyways, talk to ya tomorrow, stay safe, and make it through. I don’t need to clean up more blood… I-I mean… haha… stay safe.”

Click!

Gee, thanks.

Jeremy rolled his eyes and continued observing the place, constantly winding the box as he did. Although he remained curious as he kept wondering what Phone Guy meant by “Keep it away from your throat.”

Judging by his encounter the previous night, he didn’t wanna know.

Shining his light down the seemingly endless corridor, he would turn toward the music box and keep winding, this was truly gonna be a repetitive cycle.

When he heard walking down the hallway, he shined it, seeing Freddy facing him.

“A new friend! Let’s go meet em’, guys!” Toy Freddy beamed

“New guy? Oh,,, what happened to the last guy?” Mangle asked the bear.

“I don’t know,,,, ”

“Oh… ” she turned to face her endo head, glaring at it naughty endo, we DON’T bite new friends!”

Jeremy didn’t like the sound of that…. He was wondering how these things were alive, let alone talking. Shining the light, he saw Toy Freddy inch closer.

“Well, see you later, new guy~ ” Mangle… said? Before entering one of the party rooms, and entering a vent.

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All this confusion made Jeremy unsure of these animatronic’s motives.

“Hey there again new guy!!” Bonnie chimed in from the vents

“Heck yeah!” Toy Freddy beamed, excitedly.

Jeremy kept the box winded as he readied his mask.

“Aw damn, where'd he go??!” Bonnie whined, looking around.

“What the….? He’s no longer there!” Toy Freddy was just as flustered.

Jeremy was about to take the mask off once Toy Bonnie had left, until he heard…

“NIGHT GUARD, YER ASS IS MINE!”

Jeremy heard the roar, and checked the hallway to see… a crimson red fox, with a serrated hook and an eyepatch on his left eye, standing at the end of the hallway. Who the hell was that guy!?

“Mmm… pretty sure that's Freddy” Bonnie said, peering into the mask’s eyeholes

“Wh…. what? N-No, New Bonnie, the guard be right there!” The red fox said in confusion, as he pointed to Jeremy.

Oh no… that’s what he meant. Jeremy thought.

“He is? Weird, I don’t believe that, seeing as he is CLEARLY Freddy.” Bonnie interjected, looking proud of himself.

“NEW BONNIE, HE BE RIGHT THERE!!” The fox was now seemingly getting frustrated with the blue rabbit.

“WELL I DISAGREE. MANGLE, WHO IS THIS?”

“Hmm… looks like Freddy to me!” Mangle chimed in as she dropped from the ceiling, her face level with Jeremy’s.

“I think old age is catching up with you, Foxy. ” Mangle complained, looking either unimpressed, or concerned.

The fox’s (who’s name was apparently Foxy) jaw dropped, “WHAT!?”

“You heard me old man.” Mangle taunted before she went back into the vent.

“OLD MAN?! WHY YE LITTLE-” Foxy yelled, a nerve had been struck.

Bonnie stifled a laugh, and left as well.

“NEVERMIND, ANYWAYS, BACK TO YERSELF!” Foxy turned back to Jeremy, his attention now caught back on him.

What to do, what to do….?

“Well I sure hope nobody gives the old man the strobe treatment, that would REALLY suck” Bonnie yelled from another room.

Foxy shot Bonnie a death glare that would petrify anyone.

“Yeah yeah, save it for later, oldie.” Bonnie responded, before clamoring into a vent.

“Oh Davy Jones.” Foxy sighed, annoyed.

Jeremy would suddenly turn on the flashlight and strobe it, as Bonnie said, instantly, Foxy backed up.

“Aye!!!!” The fox screamed in pain, backing up as he held his good eye. “Ye’ll pay for that, ye scurvy landlubber!!”

As he heard Foxy make his leave (cussing Jeremy (and Bonnie) out in a rather rude way), Jeremy noticed the music box’s power was dwindling, as it was now down to about half. Quickly, Jeremy would wind the box, noting how to defend himself against Foxy if an attack were to happen again.

Then something rang in Jeremy’s mind.

Phone Guy mentioned Foxy being less aggressive than Freddy but…. Freddy was tame and docile compared to Foxy, who seemed rather bold and rash…. then who was he talking about?

The question seemed like it wouldn’t be answered anytime soon.

Jeremy would keep winding the box, he didn’t know what was in there, but he didn’t wanna find out. Throughout the night, he would get instances of Foxy watching him with his remaining angered expression, he tried his best to flash the fox away, but he still remained unsure what any of these robot’s intentions were.

Something made a noise in the hallway.

Jeremy jumped and quickly shined the light down the hallway.

… A purple bear? The purple bear watched in dead silence, not moving, not blinking.

Jeremy just stood staring it down, completely afraid and unsure what to do.

The purple bear broke into a… grin. A grin that couldn’t be made at all with the limits of servos.

Jeremy quickly turned off his flashlight as he broke into a cold sweat.

… laughter.

Jeremy would click back on the light, albeit a little hesitant.

The bear was closer, gazing at Jeremy in what seemed to be peaked interest.

Jeremy would keep his light shined on the bear.

“Curious. Curious indeed.”

Did he… just talk? No, he definitely did.

“I can sense your fear, Jeremy. Don’t worry, I will remain here.”

Now Jeremy proved himself to be very confused. This entire night was filled with unsolved mysteries and new questions.

Before he could react to the purple bear’s call. Suddenly, he heard the familiar bell chime. Jeremy looked down at the clock, it indeed read 6:00 AM. Jeremy would then look back up… only to see the shadow gone.

Jeremy was unnerved all over his body. He quickly made his way out of the building, now unsure if he would even sleep.