Chapter 3

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Charli's POV

I sat down at the breakfast table sipping a homemade banana and strawberry smoothie my mum had made. A newspaper lay in front of me on the jobs pages, dad told me to look for a job in the newspaper, he said any job would do. Dads!

I flicked through the pages wanting to go back to bed for another hours sleep but it was way too late for that! I rubbed a hand on one of my eyes forcing the sleep to leave it.

It felt like I had been staring at the already read newspaper for years until a certain advertisement caught my eye.

Five nights at Freddy's pizza parlour.

I used to go there as a kid, I loved all the animatronics, it was my most favourite place to go, until that certain incident in 1987... Foxy was my favourite animatronic until then...

I stared at the advertisement for a few heartbeats right before circling it with a thick red pen.

A job! All I need to do now is ring up and I start this new job tomorrow night! YES!

I ran towards the home phone like a three year old rushing to her mother on their first day of school.

'This is it.' I thought to myself as I picked up the phone and dialled the number that was in the newspaper.

When they picked up I heard a male voice speak "hello? T-this is Freddy fazbears p-pizza parlour, a place for children and adults alike! How can I be at your service?"

Why was he stuttering like that? Ever spoke on the phone before?

"Hello, I've rung about the nightshift job..."

//short chapter I know\\

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