Let the nights begin!!!
Mwahahahahahaha! >:)
Yea I don't even know why I'm laughing. I'm still new. I'm not an expert -.-
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YOUR POV
Day: Monday
Time: Midnight
Night: 1
"OK so first you have to-"
My mind refused to listen to this Mike guy. I know he's supposed to lead me to the first night and how to manage the things around here.
I want to listen to him but it's like my brain doesn't want to. All I hear is a muffled noise from him and echos coming from my thoughts.
I kept on following him until we finally reached our destination.
"OK. So this is where your going to stay and watch for the cameras." He said pointing at the desk with a small electric fan on it. I nodded at him.
"Okay. So I guess you're ready for your job. All you have to do is to sit and look at cameras. And oh yeah! That phone over there." He said pointing at the phone on the desk. "it doesn't really work. We only put it there for recording messages. It's like a handbook or guide for the newbies to listen to. Though I don't know what's in store for you. I have always been in the morning shift, um... So good luck!"
He said giving me a salute. I replied him with a simple nod and smile. Then he left me alone.
Time to get started on the job.
I sat in the darkness with the only light source is the little light bulb in front of me. I picked up my bag to look for my phone and see what time it was.
"11:57" three more minutes before my shift starts bad part is my phone it freaking 1%. I sighed, I could here them locking the store. It got quieter and quieter each passing second.
I felt like someone was watching me, my every move. It felt like daggers, if was like I wasn't alone. It looks can kill I would already be dead by now.
"Heh. Maybe I'm just paranoid. I have never been a fan of the dark anyway. Hehehe" I said to my self nervously.
'Goddammit [y/n] pull yourself together!' I thought and mentally slapping myself. I took a sip of my energy juice on the table. It was to keep me energized.
"12:00" my sift is starting.
Riiiing. Riiiing.
"Um. Hello? Hello hello"
I choked. Coughing that scared me out of nowhere. It was the recorded message. I glared at it for a bit then calmed down. I listened to his message. You'll never know what news he'll bring.
.:'timeskip at the end of the message':.
"WHAT?!" I said accidentelly squeezing my juice. (Picture on top)
"They expect me to SURVIVE? What is this? Hunger games?!" I said grabbing my bag.
"Hell no! I'm not dealing with this shiz!" I said as I ran outside.
I head out to the door and run as fast as I can to the front doors.
"Shit!" I grabbed the handles. "The fuck?! It's locked!" I whispered under my breath. I turned around me back leaning at the door. Then I remembered.
'Watch out for the anamatronics, they tend to wander at night.'
"Shit!" I cursed but in a whisper. I ran as fast as I could but still quiet.
'it's amazing how the human body can still survive without a frontal lobe'
'why?' I thought to myself as I scrambled to find a way back to the office.
'The Bite of 87'
"No I don't wanna die. Not yet."
'Endoskeleton'
'Please. Not now' tears forming my [e/c] eyes.
'Forcefully Stuff you.'
Dub. Dub. Dub the sound of my heart maniacally pounding in my chest.
' discomfort and death.'
BANG! CRASHING AND FALLING METAL WAS THE ONLY SOUND I HEARD.
Where did it come from?!
I heard it again. BANG! CLANG! I turned to where the sound was coming from.
"Wait. It came from.." I said under my breath. "No.."
The hallway ahead.
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Heyy!! What do you think so far?
Luige: Kaylie... it's bad..
Me: I know.. T-T no need to shove it in.
We'll anyway.. cliffhanger? Or naw?