It's here. IT'S DONE. IT'S NEW. Can you take your eyes off of it? YOU CAN'T.

Wildcat entered the office with his flashlight, quietly sitting down as he waited for hell to arrive.

"Shit man, how can anyone do this god awful job for 5 nights? Seems like a rip-off to me!" Wildcat thought as he listened to the 3rd message.

box, he hears that deep breathing sound. He groans as he flicks the flashlight into the hallway. Foxy, once again, is standing in it.

"Fuck you, fuck your friends, and fuck this pizzeria. I'm sick of this shit." Wildcat said flipping off Foxy.

Foxy backs up out of the hallway to reset his sensors. Wildcat quickly winds up the box, and checks the Parts/Service room. Bonnie and Chica were missing.

"Oh, come on! I just want to get a break you assholes!" Wildcat whined.

Wildcat quickly looks up at the hallway, flashing his light. Bonnie stands right there…

"Oh my fucking god, what the hell happened to your face?" Wildcat said taking a picture of Bonnie. "This is why you don't smoke. Your fucking face rots away!"

Wildcats flashlight goes out for a second and out of nowhere Foxy stands next to Bonnie.

"Man, this is some bullshit! I thought I knocked you into next week you fucking raccoon!" Wildcat yelled.

Wildcat used his flashlight, blinding them. Foxy stepped back, tripping over Bonnie's foot.

"That's what you get you stupid raccoon!" Wildcat yelled. "Now I got to get rid of the over-dose rabbit."

Wildcat flashed Bonnie a couple of times, waiting for him to leave. Suddenly, the flashlight began to flicker.

"Shit! Don't go out on me, not now!" Wildcat yelled.

The light flickered on for a second, and then died.

"Shit." Wildcat whispered. "Now I'm going to be just like the flashlight, DEAD."

Wildcat shaked at the sound of movement in the vents, and he waited for the sound of the clock hitting 6:00.

"Dear lord and savior Freddy Fazbear, please allow me to live through the night!" Wildcat said.

Wildcat began crying, and then… the bell went off. 6:00 arrived. Wildcat whipped the tears off his eyes and laughed.

"No way, no fucking way! I can't believe it!" Wildcat got out of his chair laughing. He past the party rooms, the bathrooms, and went into the stage room. He stopped laughing… the clock on the stage room wall… said 5:10.

"Fuck me…" Wildcat whispered.

Wildcat began shaking as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around, meeting face to face the old Freddy Fazbear. Wildcat ran for his life, and went back into the office flashing his flashlight everywhere.

"I'm so fucked! I'm so FUCKED!" Wildcat yelled

The flashlight flickered, and then died. Wildcat began hyperventilating.

"No, no, no, no! Don't fucking die on me!" Wildcat said smacking the flashlight against his hand.

Wildcat looked up as Foxy divided at him. Wildcat dodged Foxy, screaming his head off. Wildcat went into the vents, trying to escape the fox. Wildcat got to the other side, meeting old Chica. He dodged her attack, and ran around her and into the bathrooms.

"I-I-I don't know what to do! I'm so fucking scared man!" Wildcat said to himself.

Wildcat pulled out his phone, and texted Jeremy about the situation.

"Jeremy! I'm in the restaurant and its 5:30 and those things are still trying to KILL ME. You need to send something, anything!"

Wildcat rocked back and forth in one of the bathroom stalls. He almost jumped as he listened to the animatronics pass the bathrooms.

"This is horse shit. I could be home in bed, but NO! I had to take a shitty job that pays me minimum wage!" Wildcat said.

Wildcats phone vibrated. He checked the message Jeremy sent him.

"Tyler, I'm deeply am sorry for the situation you're in. I wish I could help, but those things would rip us both in half. However, if you can rush to the office as fast as you can and get the mask, you can fool them. Foxy, however, won't be easy. Might have to flash a light at him. Then again, if you were hiding, your flashlight would be dead. If you can get the batteries out of the fan, you could use them. This is all I have to say. See you… in the morning. If you live."

Wildcat checked the time. 5:40.

"Okay, only a couple of minutes left. I need to run as fast as I can to the office." Wildcat said as he peeked out of the bathroom.

Looking around, he saw old Chica and old Bonnie stepping back into the Parts/Service room. To his left, he saw old Freddy walking into the stage room.

"Okay, it's show time!" Wildcat yelled as he ran out of the bathroom and into the office.

Quickly, Wildcat took the batteries out of the fan and placed them into the flashlight. He placed the mask on and began flashing the hallway. He was lucky, cause Foxy had saw him run into the office. Old Freddy walked into the office, seeing the Freddy look alike. Old Freddy walked out. Wildcat watched as Foxy followed behind, and into the Parts/Service room they went.

Ding, ding, dong. Ding, ding, dong.

Wildcat smiled as the clock hit 6:00. He cried as he fell to the floor.

"I… I did it. I survived the 3rd night… I can't fucking believe it." Wildcat mumbled.

Getting up, Wildcat walked into the stage room. The door, the door to his freedom was right in front of him. Looking back, he saw the Parts/Service room open slightly. Wildcat walked out into the daylight, awaiting his 4th night in hell.

They said I was dead. I wasn't… I was here. Don't worry; this story will get much better. Thanks for reading. See you on the flip side.