Phone Guy

I’ve been working here for a very long time. I suppose it would be only fitting that I would die here as well.
My name is Scott, and I work as a security guard in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza.
I’ve been working at the restaurant for years. I was their best employee. I started out in the year….1986, I think. I was just a volunteer then, but I liked the job. So they hired me, and I’ve been working there since then. I liked the kids, and the other employees were really nice. I didn’t really spend that much time around the animatronics. I mainly watched the kids. The thing about animatronics is, they look all cool and nice when they’re turned on. But at night, when they’re shut off, the illusion fades. They look dead.
Shortly after I started working there, weird things started happening. It started with the disappearance of those five children. All of us employees were closely questioned about it.  Eventually they did catch the culprit. He was a guy I didn’t know so well, he didn’t work near me. I was made to watch to watch the video of what he did. The moment I saw it, a terrible shiver went down my spine. I did know the murderer. I saw him leading one of the missing children to the back room.
I didn’t know it then! I only saw him leading a little boy to the back of the restaurant. I thought he was taking him to the bathroom or something! I should have done something…I remember the boy had brown hair and blue eyes, I remember he looked scared, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. Oh, god, if only I had! Even after I realized, I didn’t tell anyone. I was a coward. The murderer was caught anyways, so what did it matter anymore? But it did matter. I could have saved that child.
I was extremely shaken by the event. But I had no idea that the things yet to come would be much, much worse.
One of my jobs was to prepare the animatronics for the day every morning. It was not long after the murder of the kids, so I was still kind of cautious around the restaurant. But one morning, something was different. The air was heavy with the smell of blood. And it was coming right from the animatronics. Naturally curious, I lifted Freddy’s mask and looked into his exoskeleton. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was real blood inside there. And bones.
I immediately went to the bathroom and threw up into the toilet. I was determined to not go back into that room. The guy who worked with me would do it. He was braver than me. I knew I should have told the manager about it, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I don’t know why. Maybe if I had, things would have turned out differently.
A lot of employees quit after that. I don’t blame them. But I stayed on. I didn’t really have any other job to go to. I should have quit when I had the chance.
Anyway, I only went to work if I really had to. Otherwise I just called on the phone. This earned me the nickname of “the phone guy”. Heh. Cute.
I thought that after the animatronics were cleaned of the bodies and blood everything would go back to normal. I was wrong.
They acted…strange. They interacted normally with the kids, but they just stared at adults. One time, I was watching over the animatronics, when I noticed that Toy Freddy was only interacting with one child and ignoring the others. I walked over, and with a few kind words I shooed the kid away. I took Toy Freddy’s arm (he was only a little shorter than me) and tried to lead him to a group of kids who were waiting for his attention. At that moment he actually GLARED at me, and I swear I saw his eyes turn black for a moment. It was the scariest thing. I was kind of frozen for a second. An animatronic just gave me a look. I didn’t say anything to anyone. I was too scared.
But that wasn’t the only weird part. There were also the scary stories that the night guard told. Stuff about the animatronics coming to life at night. How they walked to his office and crawled through the vents. How they were going to stuff him in a suit. The night guard quit, and we had to get a replacement. The manager didn’t want to lose another night guard. He told me to talk to the new guy and discourage any rumors about haunted robots.
As I stated before, I don’t like going in to work if I don’t have to. So I called him, told him everything was going to alright, to just use the light if he had to. But on his fourth night, he just….vanished. They never told me what happened to him.
The night guards came and went. Usually they quit, but sometimes they just didn’t come back. I was told to keep my mouth shut, and I did. I couldn’t help it. I was too scared…
Years passed…I was continually haunted by the child who I could have saved….
Meanwhile, no one wanted the night guard job. The company was becoming desperate. They were too cheap to just get a mechanic to fix the animatronics. They were scared that the robots were going to attack the customers, like one of them did back in 1987. They thought if they just kept giving them night guards, they would be fine. And I did nothing to stop them.
One day the manager told me he’d give me a raise if I took the night guard job myself. 120 dollars. My automatic response was “Hell No.” He said he’d fire me if I didn’t.
It’s only five nights, right?

So that’s how I ended up sitting here, at this desk in the security office, at 12 AM. It was still my job to warn the night guards about what to expect, so I recorded my messages for the next night guard during my own shifts. Unfortunately I still had to make it sound like he was going to be safe.
The first three nights weren’t as horrible as I had expected. They were still terrifying, yes, but the animatronics went easy on me. They knew me. They knew I worked there.  I was the guy who checked on them every morning. They also knew that I was the guy who could’ve stopped the child being murdered.
Something must have happened between the third and fourth nights, because they suddenly became extremely aggressive. I was shocked. Almost every two minutes either Bonnie or Chica would pop up outside. Freddy was moving fast, and Foxy stayed outside of his curtain the entire night.
It was 5 AM, and I had 15% power left. I was going to make it. I knew I was. Then I suddenly remembered something. I had been so busy surviving I forgot to leave a message for the next guy. I picked up the phone…

“Hello, Hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day four. I knew you could do it. Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow.”

I looked at the monitor and talked at the phone at the same time. At that moment I suddenly realized that Foxy was coming. I slammed the button and shut the door on his face. As usual, he started banging on the door…

“I-It’s been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I’m kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you…uh, when I did.”

I paused for a moment. Foxy was still banging on the door. Why hadn’t he gone back to Pirate Cove yet?! I had only five percent left! I was dead, so dead…

“Uh, hey, do me a favor. Maybe sometime, you could check inside those suits in the back room? I’m gonna try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in those empty heads back there…”
The power went out. The doors opened. The Toreador March began to play as someone moaned outside…

“Oh, no…”

At that moment, I saw Freddy directly in front of me. Immediately I dropped the phone in shock as he grabbed my shoulders. Suddenly he was up in my face, his familiar blue eyes glaring into my own…where have I seen those eyes before…?
“SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”



GAME OVER