Night Shift Dualities

Chapter 1 - The Bizarre Guest

It was the first night. Two brothers were riding in a car, the one with longer hair driving. They were identical, though the one driving had grown his hair out to be more identifiable from his brother, who was pondering while staring out the window. Though his train of thought was suddenly broken. "Hey. Jack. You ok? You're spacing out again."

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking."

"Oh.... ok, just... gonna let ya know we're almost to Freddy's," Corbyn sighed, his sage green eyes darkened by the shadow of the car's rear-view mirror. He then added, "Hey, wanna see if Bonnie still works when we get there?" "Might as well. They probably all still work," Jack mumbled. The car came to a rolling stop once Corbyn pulled into the parking lot. The younger twin stepped out of the car and shouted, "FINALLY HERE!" Though he turned to Jack and said, "Ready, you dork?"

"You're the dork. Shoutin' and screaming about being here." Jack was teasing him, giggling to himself. Corbyn huffed, retorting back with, "Oh shut up. Let's just get to the office." He approached the main doors to the restaurant and... was surprised to find them unlocked. "What in the...? Who left the doors open here?" It was confusing for the twins, Corbyn opening the pizzeria doors for himself and Jack. He looked back at Jack and asked, "You ready for this job?"

"I guess..?" Jack sighed a bit, walking in. The twins entered the building, Corbyn turning on his flashlight. The party tables were neatly lined up, the chairs pushed in and on the stage were the stars of the show themselves: Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the Bunny, and Chica the Chicken, with her signature cupcake Carl. The curtains of Pirate Cove were drawn shut with the sign "Sorry! Out of Order" outside of it. Corbyn sighed and approached Pirate Cove. "Poor Foxy... he must feel lonely sitting in there." Though Jack probably cleared his throat before speaking.

"Maybe.. But hasn't he always been on his own?? I wonder why he's out of order..." Corbyn felt bad and decided to grab a plushie and placed it by Pirate Cove. He smiled and said, "Here Foxy. I know it must be lonely in there but here's a gift." The twins continued down the hall and were confused to find... another security guard? What the hell?? Those two were surprised to see the other night guard. He had saggy skin that was pale as all hell, with gray eyes that were sunken and seemed to pierce into Corbyn's soul when he finally noticed the two younger security guards, and messy brown hair that seemed rather unkempt. He seemed to be in between the ages of 54 and 35.... and it was unsettling for the twins. Corbyn avoided eye contact once he and Jack sat in the office alongside the older security guard. Then by 12 AM...

the phone started ringing.