Hello! So, I'm very much bored and I thought... well, what better way to get rid of this boredom than through writing?! So here I am!

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Summary:
It has been quite a long month, moth a young man sighing in frustration and in defeat of ever being able to find a job, at least one that doesn’t require experience. He has searched far and wide, even in foreign countries and counties! Yet, to no avail has he been able to successfully land a job, until tonight.

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3 paragraphs:
Moth’s alarm on his phone went off at 8:30, giving him 30 minutes to get ready and head out before his bed alarm struck 9:00 AM. He hurriedly got out of bed and began his routine. Picked out his clothes, changed into his clothes, brushed both his hair and teeth, sprayed on cologne, made himself a cream cheese bagel, grabbed his bag, phone, charger, and headphones; and he was done! Finished at 8:52 AM and was out of the house by then too. He rushed to the bus stop before it took off, hopping on, paying, and taking one of the poles to hold onto, He was far too excited to sit down, in fear of missing his stop.

“Oh! Stop right here please!” He pulled the yellow string by the window, standing by the automatic opening doors, and exited the bus. He sped walked to the Attraction and opened the door, looking around for the front desk before approaching the man he was on the phone with. “Mr. [REDACTED]?” The man turned around and smiled, reaching his hand out for a handshake. “Moth! You made it just in time! Welcome welcome to the Attraction! Please, place your things down on the desk and let me give you a tour yes?”

“Yes please, I’d love to get the rundown of this place.” Moth accepts the tour, placing his bag down on the front desk and following the gentleman into the Attraction. “So here in Fazbear’s Attractions, we have come across a lot of vandalized properties from people that come and break into the Establishment. From decorations being stolen, arcade games being broken, parts missing, etc.” Moth listened, looking at the interior design of the place, finding it unsettling at first, but realizing that this is a piece of history, and it should be admired and appreciated. “And that’s where you come in, moth. You applied for the Security Guard position for this establishment and I saw on your resume. You have no experience but that’s okay, I will call you every night and explain to you the things you have to do. Once you get the jist of it, I will no longer call you and you will be on your own. Think of it as… virtual training!”

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Essay length (5 paragraphs):
As the night went on, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Maybe since it was the first night, nothing was going to happen, which was biased, but most of the time, true. He grumbled, bored out of his mind before he was quickly humbled by the Alerting red flashing lights and the sound of the alarm that something was not functioning correctly. He opened up the second monitor to see that it was the… camera system. He rose a brow in suspicion before fixing it. It did take a while just like Michael said, but eventually came to. When he closed the monitor, he peered over at the primary monitor to check the cameras to see if there was anything suspicious going on, and… a part of him wished he were wrong, but… he was right.

The door… the large metallic door was swung open. Michael had closed it earlier today… why is it open? Moth started to panic, furrowing his brows to see if he could see anyone within the building, given that he was the only one there. “What the hell…” Though… The camera clearly shows a large figure standing at the end of the hallway. His eyes widened in pure terror, it was the golden rabbit suit that he had saw in the room! It-It got out! “Okay Moth, calm down… it’s just a freaky giant bunny animatronic… nothing out of the ordinary.” He said sarcastically, watching the large animatronic before seeing the camera begin to static. “What the? Stupid system.” He smacked the monitor before it went back to normal, only to see the large figure was now gone. “You got to be shitting me.” He grumbled, flicking through each camera, finding the large figure within CAM 09. He sighed in relief. “Jeez…” He stared down at the monitor and into the animatronic’s eyes. “Why do they look so… life like…” The more he stared, the more entranced he became. He couldn’t help but… like how the eyes looked? But at the same time, He could tell there was a story behind them. “What really are you… spring bonnie.” He muttered to himself, watching the camera static, only to see the Animatronic was gone again. “Gah, where did it go now?!” He flicked through the cameras, unable to find it before switching to the vent cameras. He noticed that the animatronic was heading STRAIGHT to him. He quickly shut the door within the vent system. Moth pants softly. “Am I even protecting the property?! Or am I protecting myself?!” He shouted in fear, beginning to calm down as he saw the giant rabbit back up out of the vents. Moth sighed, he couldn’t believe his eyes… maybe it wasn’t a good idea to open that door but… at the same time, he can’t help but wonder. Maybe on the second night… he’ll explore… and, find this rabbit within the establishment. See what is really going down here.

As time went on, Moth kept evading the rabbit’s attempts to enter the office, it was terrifying, to say the least. On the final hour, 5 AM, something happened–. “Okay! I’m almost there! Just one more hour and I can finally go home!” Moth said, delighted to go home, yet… he didn’t even notice the danger that he was in. The camera system went down, which arose panic in Moth. He turned to the other monitor to fix it, only to see the giant rabbit standing at the entrance of the office, peering in. His heart dropped; The rabbit must’ve done something to distract him so he could advance. “H-holy shit…” Moth whimpered in fear, cowering within the cushioning of the rolling chair. He couldn’t separate his gaze from such a sight. The rotten smell… the Deteriorating metal… and, the flesh. “What… are you..” Moth managed to mumble out. The animatronic began to walk into the room, huffing and wheezing could be heard within the suit. “You should have never come here. . .” The animatronic spoke… A raspy, male voice under all that static, Which sounded very… enticing, to say the least.

Moth, he was absolutely bewildered at this. The animatronic spoke! And… it said something so menacing, yet the voice was so… intriguing. “Wh-what?...” Moth mustered up the courage to respond, backing away into a corner as the figure got closer. “What do you mean… I shouldn’t have come here…?” He wanted to pick at this animatronic. He wanted answers but also wanted to hear the voice of this being. He enjoyed it. “This… is a HELLHOLE… For which it is my domain… I’ll make sure you never return once I’m through with-.” And just like that, the clock chimed 6:00. And the large animatronic standing directly in front of Moth? Shut down. The large animatronic just stood in place, as if it was frozen in time. Moth quickly hurried out to the locker room, grabbed their things and the keys, and ran out of the establishment. Michael was outside waiting, looking at the time on his watch before perking to see Moth emerge. Though, he could tell something had happened. “Woah! Hey! You alright? You look pretty shaken up.” Michael asked worriedly, though Moth just handed him the keys and walked off. “See you tomorrow.” He muttered before calling himself an Uber and heading home.

He groaned, taking off the tie in the car. He plugged in his headphones and listened to his favorite tunes to ease his nerves. Once he got home, he took off the uniform, placed it in the washing machine for tonight, and just relaxed on his bed. “Ugh…” Moth let out a heavy sigh of relief. “What was that thing on about… It’s as if it’s… an actual person–. Wait wait wait, I need to look into this. One, It spoke to me as if it were sentient, two the voice-... the voice doesn’t matter right now.” Moth flushed, clearly flustered at the thought, the sound of that animatronic voice. “...That was my first actual encounter with that thing… I need to know more about it. Maybe… I can converse with it tonight. Maybe… I can learn more about it, how it got this way, and why it’s the way it is.” Moth sighed, reaching over at the light switch, flicking it off and just resting in bed. “Let’s hope this works Moth…” He muttered to himself before drifting off to a nice, well-deserved slumber.

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Short story (10 paragraphs):
The alarm rang in Moth’s ear. 10:00 PM. He opened his eyes and tiredly sat up. Thankfully he did put his uniform in the dryer before passing out again, so that wasn’t something he had to worry about. It was tonight, that he had to worry about. His plan. “Alright, let’s get this over with…” He got up from his comfortable queen-sized mattress and got ready for the night ahead of him.

He got dressed, talking to himself and repeating the plan over and over in his head to make sure he got it right and didn’t get himself killed tonight. “Alright… just… find him, let him activate… then talk to him…” Moth thought about it for a second, groaning at his own plan. “That’s a stupid idea! He probably won’t even listen to me! God- ugh. Okay. There’s got to be a better way to talk to him without putting myself in harm’s way.” He began to contemplate and think it through, humming a soft tune as he did so. “What if… I let him come to the office like he did the night before… And I talk to him that way? Maybe… no… I’ll go to the room I found him in, and if he gets aggressive, I’ll lock him in! Perfect! Ugh, you’re so smart Moth.” He praised himself, laughing away as he left his home and walked toward the Uber, and hopped in. As time went on, he finally made it back to the Establishment, staring at the singular door and the dark hallway that awaits him inside. Moth let out a shriveled sigh, walking up to the door and opening it, walking inside, and only to see that… Michael wasn’t there. Right. Last night was the first shift, only to help Moth out a tad before the first time he was officially alone.

He stared at the recorder that was on the table, walking over and placing his bag down on the side of the table. He sat down on the cushioned office chair and pressed play on the recorder:

Recorder: “Hey, I hope you can hear me well in this…crappy old system. It’s me, Michael. I left this recorder for you that has all of the tips and tricks you need to know about this place and how to use the equipment. If you think you got it covered, you can always press the red button flashing on this device. If you want to fast forward, just click the double arrows, and the same if you want to go back.”

“Some pretty self-explanatory shit. Anyways, I’ll stop rambling and get on with it—. The main monitor has 10 cameras. Each of these has its own blind spots, so make sure to check them carefully to avoid anyone sneaking around it. To do that, I may or may not have installed some of the old flashlight mechanics that it once had but I don’t know if they work too well. Go ahead and try it out. Log into the monitor and there should be a small green button on the left side of the screen. If it doesn’t work then… I left a flashlight for you in the drawer for you to go check it out manually. If you’re brave enough that is. The ‘Play Audio’ System button there on the screen allows you to play the sound of one of the older characters ‘Balloon Boy’ back in Freddy Fazbear’s Remastered Pizzeria. What this was supposed to do back when this place was open was to lure the children to a specific spot of the Attraction so the employees could give them a good spook. I’m not sure why this system still has it but it’s fun to play with I suppose.”

“Now, the secondary monitor. The ventilation system. To access this, you reach the back of the primary monitor and switch its settings to ‘Ventilation Shaft’. When you do this, you will be prompted with the cameras in the vents. Bare with them, they are old and always in the dusty tunnels that ya call airways. Not much air if you ask me, smells like ass. So, here there is only one thing you can do from preventing any intruders or rats even-. There are Virtual lines on each tunnel within the camera system that you can click on. What this does is when you click on one of them, you are actually closing one of the tunnel passageways with a border metallic wall. Pretty cool right?”

“Okay, last thing. The Reboot system. This comes in handy when you so happen to have a malfunction within the establishment. It’s the monitor behind you. When you waddle over there, you have four prompts that pop up. ‘Audio Devices’, ‘Camera System’, ‘Ventilation’, and ‘Reboot All’. What this does is just in case something is not working, you can click on these four prompts to fix it. Pretty sure I explained it takes a while so you’re good on that.”

“Anyway, that’s all you need to know, stay safe, and good luck.”

[RECORDING END.]

Moth sighs, pressing the recorder to shut off before moving it off to the side of the table along with his bag. “Alright bunny boy… Where are you this time.” He flicked through the cameras, thoroughly examining each screen to make sure he wasn’t missing a single thing. Once he found the animatronic, he froze. Was this really going to work? He sighed, grabbing the flashlight and heading into the hallway, flicking it on and making his way to the once boarded-up room. He let out a shaky sigh and stared at the dark, ominous hallway. He held his breath before letting out a sharp exhale, and walking toward the door.

“Hello…?” He muttered, poking his head into the room, his heart dropping as he saw the large animatronic already standing on its feet. It stared over at Moth, its ears twitching, its fingers moving and wriggling, the jaw unhinging and gaping open. “You. . .” The animatronic muttered. He couldn’t help but flush just by the sound of its voice, though knew it wasn’t the time to fantasize. “H-hey uh… You. I just want to talk… I don’t mean you any harm…” Moth walked into the room more, absolutely disgusted by the smell but knew he’d grow accustomed to it eventually. “Didn’t I tell you, you shouldn’t be here. . . ?” The animatronic spoke with irritation flooding its voice. “Well, I don’t exactly have a choice here…” Moth responded, standing face-to-face with the large being. “I just want to talk…” The animatronic eyed him, brows furrowing and pupils glowing their bone-colored white. “Talk about what exactly. . . “ Moth cowered in its presence, letting out a small sigh. “Just… I guess to get to know you? You don’t seem like a typical animatronic. You’re sentient. You have life in you… Am I right?” The animatronic glared at Moth with pure Irritation, grunting and grumbling, debating and fighting with himself within his thoughts on what to do, yet… finally caved in. “Fine. . .” Moth warmly smiled, looking around before grabbing a chair and sitting down, the animatronic leaning against the wall. “So… first off… I don’t want to be calling you Yellow Bunny or Just Bunny. Do you have a name you go by?” Moth asked, introductions are always important with meeting new people, or well… new life. “SpringTrap. . . “ The animatronic, Springtrap, answered. “SpringTrap? Does that stand for anything?” Moth, quite in awe by such a name choice, decided to poke and prod. “. . . I rather not talk about that yet. . . “ SpringTrap Hissed. “That’s fine, that’s totally okay. So uh. . . How long have you been here? I don’t mean to be rude but . . . You’re broken down and your metal is rusty.” Moth pointed out, crossing his arms. “Thirty Years. . . I’ve been in this shithole for Thirty Years.” Moth’s eyes grew round. “Thirty Years?!” SpringTrap sighed, nodding before sitting down on the black and white tiled, bloody ground. “Yes. Enough of that, what else.”


“R-right uh… Do you have… well… any favorite things you like do to? Hobbies?” Moth asked, curious. SpringTrap rose a brow, scoffing before getting off of the wall, walking to the corner of the room, and pulling down a dusty rag that exposed an arcade game. “I usually play this… when no one is here. I got a pretty good high score I believe.” Moth perked, gazing at the machine before walking over next to SpringTrap. “Oh yeah? Wanna show me how ya play? Cause I’ve never seen this before! It wasn’t here when I first went to Freddy’s or any of the restaurants!” SpringTrap chuckled, “It’s a bit old school but I managed to figure it out. Here, you play and I’ll put my hands on yours.” Moth flushed at the idea, though nodded and followed his directions, just playing the game normally as SpringTrap gave him some tips and even cheat codes.

As they played, SpringTrap couldn’t help but smile. He was happy for the first time in years. He wasn’t alone nor did this… new person degrade him, like the other thieves or reckless teenagers did. Even if he wasn’t the best person in his lifetime; he was happy to have found… a companion.

“Say uh… Stranger… do you have a name?” SpringTrap asked him, raising an eyebrow, and gazing over at the smaller individual. “Huh? Oh! Yes, I do! Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Moth, It’s a pleasure to PROPERLY meet you SpringTrap!” SpringTrap laughed softly, bowing his head playfully, his ears flopping toward the front. “The Pleasure’s mine Moth. Say… Uh, You work here now right?” Moth nodded. “So if you don’t mind me uh… asking, do you, want to be friends? Now on? We can hang out every night shift and I could swing by the office or whatever…” Moth smiled happily. “Yeah! Of course, I’d love to be friends with you! You’re pretty funny and cool to be around! And a major pro at this game!” SpringTrap laughed once more. “Pfft, nah… But thank you, I appreciate you taking it out of your time to hang out with me.”

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