The laughter...the laughter.....no....not him.....stop...I don't wanna...I don't wanna kill....please....stop....you always trick me.....stop laughing....STOP!!!!!

Ivan's POV

I opened my eyes groggily and looked at my clock.
"Shoot!! I can't be late!!"
I jumped out of bed, grabbed my stuff, and left the house. I was still in by pajamas and didn't brush my hair.

I got to the place and went to my office. That's when I saw that it was different. There were no doors, it was bigger, and the fan was still there.

My worse enemy....the fan....

I looked at the camera on my tablet. What happened to the place? The phone rang and I answered it.

"Hello? Hello hello? Um...what are you doing there? Didn't you get the memo? The place is closed down. It's been for a while."
"What?!" I shouted into the phone. The man ignored me and kept talking.
"There was a extra...a yellow one.... He killed them....look, just finish your sift. It'll be easier than trying to leave."

The man hung up the phone and on instinct, I started checking the cameras. I got used to the new system quickly. I was horrified. The old animatronics were in a storage room, all beaten up. I couldn't see Foxy. Foxy. Where was Foxy?

"Hello."

I looked up and saw the Balloon Boy. He started laughing and dread filled me. I started looking through the draws for a gun, a knife, anything. I found a cobweb-covered Freddy Fazbear mask. I put it on, not caring about the webs. I sat there for about ten minutes before I heard a familiar noise: Metal running footsteps.

A animatronic jumped out of the shadows and lunged for me, screaming.

I threw off the mask in fear, screaming, "FOXYYYYYYYY!!!!!"