Sinakumi Author paces around her room, her teal eyes glaring through a chunk of an uneven grown part of her blue-greenish jade colored bangs. Her appearance surprises some people, especially since she was born that way, proof shown in pictures, with her tuffs of blue and green jade hair and twinkling teal eyes. Though Sinakumi was reckless and always determined to do something. She loved video games...to be more specific, horror games. When she was a teenager...like around 17 or 16 years old...there was this horror game that came out called Five Nights at Freddy's. Now that she was an adult, in training to be a game programmer, she wanted to make a game better than it. She wanted to blow Scott Cawthon out of the water with something even more scarier than robotic animals shoving their face into the screen.

Sinakumi: "I know! I'll write him a letter! He'll know there's someone out there with competition!"

Despite the fact that Sinakumi was an adult, her personality did not change with time. She was the same Sinakumi who understood the computers better than her teachers in preschool, the same one who knew how to fix the car in second grade, the same one who aced both science and math but completely failed everything else in middle school and high school, and she's still the one who was the best gamer in all of Shippensburg, Pennsylvania. It was a small town, but everyone knew her well for her gaming experience. She wasn't raised there but recently moved in.

Sinakumi: "What should I write...? Ah..."

Her black fountain pen danced across the paper with its glittering silver ink, recently put in to replace the used, empty one.

Dear Scott Cawthon,
This is someone who's gonna make the best horror game in all of history. It'll blow Five Nights at Freddy's out of the WATER. It will be scarier, crazier, will have everyone sleeping with the lights on, and haunted by it forever. You will be impressed, I just know it. I want to make a game that'll surpass even yours. Just you wait...I will beat you...I promise.
-Author

Sinakumi looked down at her letter satisfied, even though it seemed a little to over the top. She hears the doorbell ring as she sends her sealed letter down to the mailbox. She opens the door to see her friend Sailor Pisces outside with her curly black hair and warm deep brown eyes. Despite the fact that it's sort of summer at the moment, Sailor enjoyed wearing that loose, long sleeved, purple shirt. Sinakumi let Sailor in and they both sat on the couch in Sinakumi's living room.

Sailor: "Sup, Sina'."

Sinakumi: "Sup, Sailor."

Sailor: "Who's that for?"

Sailor points at the letter Sinakumi was holding. Sinakumi waved the letter in the air, letting the silvery calligraphy of Scott Cawthon's address shimmer in the sunlight flooding on top the blue-white furniture of the modern living room. Sailor's eyes widen with surprise.

Sailor: "You're...you're sending a letter to Scott Cawthon? Like...the creator of FNAF?"

Sinakumi: "Exactly, I'm going to beat him."

Sailor: "Beat him? Beat him in WHAT?"

Sinakumi: "Game creation. I'm gonna make a horror game better than Scott's."

Sailor: "Sinakumi...shouldn't you like send him a letter when the game gets popular, instead of sending some chicken scratch letter NOW, in case you become a total failure?"

Sinakumi: "I'm NOT gonna be a total failure! I KNOW I'm gonna make something better!"

Sailor: "What gave you that impression?"

Sailor rolled her eyes, as Sinakumi puffed out her cheeks, all Anime-like, pouting like a child. Sailor glanced at her face and snickered.

Sinakumi: "Sailor! Quit making fun of me!"

Her pouting face deepens.

Sailor: "Heh...sorry. Hey, is this why you haven't been on Wattpad recently? You didn't bomb my new update with comments."

Sinakumi: "You had a new UPDATE?! Oh, gosh, NOW I'm gonna!"

She whipped up her phone and opened it up. The Wattpad notification of Sailor's new update wasn't the only thing on her phone. She had tons of Japanese games on her phone, like Mystic Messenger, Star Crossed Myth, Scandal in the Spotlight, and a few others. But in a folder hidden away from the home screen was where she kept her FNAF games. Right under that was her Wattpad app that she quickly opened.

Sailor: "You have FNAF on your phone?"

Sinakumi: "They're...demos...I can't buy the real games..."

Sailor: "Yeah...we're going to college...you're wanting to become a game programmer...but you still can't find a job, yet."

Sinakumi: "Hey! Weren't you just fired yesterday? What was that all about?"

Sailor: "Oh, the manager wanted to date me, but I rejected him big time...the only problem was that he fired me just as bad..."

Sailor scowled irritatingly. Sinakumi patted her on the shoulder.

Sinakumi: "Well, you make yourself at home, while I go send this letter."

Sailor: "Wait, you're not seriously gonna send that letter, are you?"

Sinakumi: "Sailor, for the last time...he's not gonna know what hit him. I just signed it 'Author'. I bet there's a lot of people out there with the name Author."

Sailor: "If you wanted something common, you should've signed it with an alias, like...'Brown', or something."

Sinakumi ignored Sailor's comment and headed outside to mail her letter. She went back inside and spent the rest of the weekend with Sailor.

*****

It's about two weeks latter, and there was something new in Sinakumi's mailbox. She came home from college and it was around 5:00 P.M.

Sinakumi: "What's this...? 'To Sinakumi Author'...'From Scott Cawthon'?!"

Sinakumi nearly dropped the package she was holding. Her mind first screamed on how did Scott get her first name and address. She mentioned neither in the letter or on the envelope, for she wanted to be anonymous. She raced bock inside and ripped the package open in her room. Inside were five disks...Five Nights at Freddy's 1, 2, 3, 4, and Sister Location. Sinakumi dived fore her phone and speed dialed someone labeled as 'SailorZPisces'.

*****

Sailor: "Sina...you've really done it now..."

Sinakumi: "What do you mean?! I've got all the Five Nights at Freddy's games!"

Sailor: "...Except FNAF World."

Sinakumi: "To Hades for FNAF World! You've gotta play with me!"

Sailor: "Why? You're the horror game master."

Sinakumi: "Please? I've never played the whole game before!"

Sailor: "You're still the professional. I've got no stuffs on horror games."

Sinakumi: "That. Is. A. Lie."

Sailor: "Lie-?"

Sinakumi: "You LOVE writing yandere stories and loved ruining the lives of those Star Crossed Myth guys! Okay, that last one might not be as scary, but YANDERE stuff, to me, IS."

Sailor: "Oh, you think so? Thanks."

Sinakumi: "That was NOT a compliment!"

Sailor helps Sinakumi set the CD game inside her computer. The computer whirls to life and the home screen to the Five Nights at Freddy's game. They both looked outside...it was plainly dark out.

Sinakumi: "Wanna stay at my house?"

Sailor: "Yeah...hey, Sina? You don't have a job, how do you afford this big house?"

Sinakumi: "I dunno...insurance? I don't get taxes, or that kind of stuff often...someone else has the paperwork come to them. I can't remember who, though."

Sailor: "Aren't you lucky to live by yourself and not having to pay for anything."

Sinakumi: "I TRY to pay a part of it...I send money to some address for the taxes."

Sailor: "Have you ever went to that address?"

Sinakumi: "Can't. I don't have a car."

Sailor: "Oh, out of state, huh? Hey, there's the game."

Sinakumi and Sailor huddle around the computer staring at the Freddy glitching into slacked positions in the background, then to suddenly go back to normal. Sailor, who wasn't looking fazed at all, sat next to Sinakumi, who was biting her lip so hard it turned white.

Sailor: "Well? Aren't you gonna play?"

Sinakumi: "...I-I'm gonna. Don't push me..."

She slowly moves the cursor to click on the 'New Game' selection. An add from a newspaper fades into the screen.

Sinakumi: "'Help Wanted, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza... Family pizzeria looking for a security guard to work nightshift. 12 A.M. to 6 A.M. Monitor cameras, ensure of safety of equipment and animatronic characters. Not responsible for injury or dismemberment.' Dismemberment...what's dismemberment? '$120 a week.' Whoa! 120 a WEEK?!"

Author: "I had literally looked up the newspaper clipping for this and copied down the words."

Sailor: "Huh, and it's right up your alley."

Sinakumi: "And for a SINGLE WEEK. That's so unrealistic!"

Sailor: "Sina...it's just a game."

Sinakumi: "And a dream job!"

Sailor: "Have you ever played those demos? Or have you watched any YouTube?"

Sinakumi: "Uh...not really. And...I haven't played the demos in a long time..."

Sailor: "Oh, you're hopeless...okay, click the screen. Wherever, Sina. Okay...now you should be in the office."

Sinakumi: "Office...? What office-?"

Sinakumi/Sailor: "WHOA!!!"

A bright flash beams brighter and brighter from the computer's screen. Sinakumi and Sailor were sucked into the game. Once they were gone, the computer shut off.