blarffaynn

The day was moving slow and steady, as the animatronics waited for the night to finally start. They were out of “free roam” mode and they were forced to perform in front of humans on the stage. It’s a boring time for them as pre-recorded voices were playing and their limbs were moving to the same old songs they’ve sang for years. They had so little control over what their robotic bodies were doing during the day for so long, they had gotten used to the feeling. They adapted to the thought and feeling that had very little control everyday and had to wait until dark to go back into “free roam” mode. When they

You sat in your tiny suffocating office, holding the tablet in your trembling hands. It was a Thursday night, the fourth night of your work week. The time on the top of your tablet read 2:17 AM, the power percentage at the bottom was at 72%. You were barely into your shift, but it felt like it had been hours since you'd taken your post at this tiny metal desk. The fan in front of you buzzed incessantly, adding a constant soundtrack to your nerves. Quickly, you decided to run through the cameras again. You checked the stage, Freddy was still there mercifully. You and Freddy had barely faced off, but you'd begun to worry about that bear. Bonni

My body froze, but I felt like the panic was trying to burn me alive. I forced myself to take big, steady breaths. Nothing felt right. I finally got my body to move. I threw the blankets off of me, and stood on shaky legs. I took a few staggering steps to the curtains and pulled one back. The lights were all of, which meant that it was night time. I grazed my fingers across my stomach and flinched. It hurt to touch the wounded area still. I thought that it had healed already. I shook my head and pushed past the curtains. I forgot about the drop from the stage, and ended up in a heap on the ground. I groaned and tried to pick myself back up