( Note: the phone call from "Rolf" Isn't mine it is from the game, made by creator scott)
At midnight my shift begins.
It ends at 6:00 AM.
I'm not allowed to leave until 6:00 AM, under any circumstances.
There's no going back.
These four sentences circle each other in my head, repeating them selves backward and forward, fast and slow, around and around like a carousel as I walk through the doors of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza on a cold, dreary night. I walk swiftly to the security guard office and plunk my purse down in the desk chair. The phone rings suddenly, causing me to jump. A recording begins to play.
"Hello? Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you, to help you get settled in on your first night."
It's Rolf. I sigh in relief and sit down beside my purse. I'm glad I'll be getting some instruction.
"Um, I actually worked in that office before you, I'm finishing up my last week now as a matter of fact."
I smiled. So the week I met him he was currently working the night shift. He must be glad I'm here to take his place, this probably gets really boring. He starts to go over some legal stuff, but one thing he says really made me uncomfortable.
"Fazbear entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person, upon discovering that damage or death occurred, a missing person file will be filled out within 90 days or as soon as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached and the carpets have been replaced. Blah, blah blah, Now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about."
"Uh, the animatronic characters here do tend to get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I was forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath, I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too."
I smirk because I can't argue with that, those songs really are stupid.
"So remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children. You need to show them a little respect. Right? Okay."
I can barley hold back a laugh and then realizing I was alone, I did laugh. Show them respect? Like that'll ever happen. He should know that. Suddenly the conversation starts to get more serious.
"So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uhh, they're left with some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh, something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to wander during the day too, but then there was the bite of 87..."
I turn the recording off. I don't want to hear about the bite. I wait a few moments before I turn it back on, but I wish I had stopped listening because he started to tell me about how if the animatronics saw me they would stuff me into a Freddy suit. This time I turn it off for good.