Chapter 1 - Death

Prologue (Someone's POV)

I clear my throat, as the phone rings once. Twice. Then a third time. -CLICK-

The phone picked up by someone on the other side. "Hello? This is Fazbear's Pizzeria, are you placing a reservation or calling about our daily deals?"said the worker.

"Yes, hello, i am here to ask if there is a position open for the night guard?" I said, hoping that there was.

The worker gleefully replied,"Indeed we do! When do you wish to talk to the Boss?"

"In ten minutes if possible...is it?" I said, curious if i will be able to lose myself tonight.

"Indeed it is possible, come on down! The Boss will be waiting for you."

"Alright...i'll be right there." The phone hung up as soon as i said 'alright'.

Onwards to my new job, and its only 3:43 in the afternoon. I quickly write a short note, and head out the door, making sure that none of my scars show.

I drive into the parking lot, and find difficulty to find my car a parking spot as the place was packed. I park and head inside. As soon as I cross the threshold of the pizzeria, i could smell stale pizza grease, and sweat. I see a man taller than I, and slightly skinnier. As soon as he sees me, he greets me with a smile and a handshake, and motions to me to follow him to the manager's office.

"Nice to see you there, what's your name kid?" the Boss said, and motions with curiousness and slight sadness, to sit in the seat opposite of him.

"My name is Dan. Daniel Cassels. What's yours?" I say, as I sit down.

"No need to know my name, you can call me Boss, like everyone else. How did you find this position?" He asked, curiosity and sincere surprise showing up all over his face, looking up and down at me.

"I found it in the newspaper, althought it was a few days old, so I called to see if it was still open, and now here we are."

"Alright..." He slides me a piece of paper, and it isn't a job application, but rather a document that i needed to sign. "Sign this document, this makes Fazbear's not liable for any injuries, deaths, or any other liability that causes us to pay money to you or your family in case of accident."

"Sounds fair enough to me, no job application?" I ask, not understanding why he passed me this instead of the standard application.

"No, we have so many night guards that up and quit, we don't see the point of doing so." the Boss said, a twinge of sadness betrays him within his eyes.

"Oh...kay..." I sign the document and he immediately takes it and puts in into a filing cabinet, in a small compartment.

"Alright, time for you to take the tour, and get your security outfit."

"Sounds good to me."

I walk with Boss, to the security office. He shows me a door right behind me, for changing into and out of my security outfit, and to store my clothes in a locker. We then accidentally walk into the midst of a tidal wave of children screaming and having fun listening to Freddy Fazbear and friends, although...Freddy is a clear female, along with the other two anime-tronics...for reasons. "Sir, why do the animtronics have...breasts?" i ask, concerned that Boss is a complete pervert.

"To be honest, i have no clue. I got them from a different Freddy restaurant that was for what you would call otakus. Sadly, it closed down, but i got these animtronics out of it, and business has been good." Boss said, noticing my questioning glare. "Is it alright if you start tonight? Midnight to 6 A.M. That is...if you wish to have overtime. Our last guard quit and left about the same time you called in." Boss asked, looking at me with hope that probably meant to make me ask why the guard had left.

"Sounds good, i'll start tonight." i said with a smile, "When should i come in?"

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