POV. Jack

"What the fuck what that?!!!" I screamed, holding my hat tightly. I had just finished my shift with Mark, as a janitor, and Bonnie just tried to kill us!

"I have no fucking idea! Is that what they meant by they don't have a night mode?! I don't know if I can handle this!" He shouted. Mark and I need these jobs!! Ever since YouTube stopped paying creators, we need to have a job, and $125.50 a week will be the best option we have to keep our YouTube going.

"Mark! We have to stay! Not only for the money, but what about the animatronics? They are helpless with out people here. We cant betray them!" He let out a really shaky breath.

"Jack, I don't know." I cut him off.

"Okay, how about we stay the first five nights, and if it gets to be too much, we'll go. This has only been the first night."

"Jack why do you want to stay here so bad?! I don't get it!"

"Because! Isnt there something your curious about? This place is hiding something, something it wants us to find out, and explore! There is something drawing me here, and I need to find out what it is! There are something about the robots, something about the man running this place. Something isn't right here. What happened while you were in here alone?" I asked.

"I got a voice mail, explaining what to do, but nothing else. The message did drop some really weird hints. You're right Jack, I mean I told you from day one, that I do not trust that manager. Why does he wear all purple? Did you notice that his iris, and puples are really small, and the white of his eyes, are very, white."

"I still don't understand why you don't trust him, but see! Something to peak your interest in this! We will figure out all these things, and then use it for the better." I said, and he sighed again.

"Fine Jack. Fine. Lets go talk to the animatronics." He said. I was really happy that I had changed his mind. Something is wrong with this place. I quickly followed Mark out to the kitchen. They were all in there, having a meeting with the manager, that I still haven't found out his name yet. All the animatronics seemed to cower in his presence.

"Now, you know what you need to do, and you know what I can do, I suggest not messing up, for your sake, and the other childrens. Did you find another suitable match?" He asked, in a low voice. Mark and I hid behind a corner, and watched silently.

"You'll never get away with this David. You cant hide from this forever! Sean and Mark will help us!" Chica shouted. Mark turned around, and we looked at each other in worry.

"Oh Chica, poor poor Chica, you don't know. Do you? Hahaha! I already have gotten away." He said, standing over her.

"My name is Nicolle." She growled through her teeth.

"Chica, no one remembers Nicolle, you are Chica now, there is nothing that can change that now. You are, and forever will remain as Chica. How are those two imbicles doing anyway?" He asked.

"They survived the night sir." Foxy said quietly. "Don't worry, that wont last long. They will never make the  Five Nights at Freddy's."

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