Didn't read the first two parts? Go here for PART 1, or go here for PART 2 (You really should, you might get confused on what's going on)


The following story takes place in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, November 7, 1987. Five years before the events of the first story...


I woke up screaming with my heart pounding faster than I could ever image and sweat covered my entire body. I looked around me to realize that I was fine; that pirate fox hadn't attacked me, it was all just a dream. However, I was still in the Parts and Service room... with Dismantled Bonnie's eye not glowing... and the door wide open. Remembering my dream, I decided not to go into the dimly lit hallway, but I was hungry. REALLY hungry. There obviously wasn't going to food in here, but I didn't want to go out. I pulled out my flashlight, I tried turning it on, but I remembered that the batteries had died. "Ugh..." I sighed.

After 5 minutes or so, I built up enough courage to go out into the hallway. As I was slowly walking (and frantically looking behind myself every 2 seconds) towards the office, I slowly began to realize that my dream could never happen! How could an animatronic fox have the capability of launching himself at me? Not even NASA has that kind of technology! By the time I reached the office, I had gained my confidence again... sort of. Just like the dream, I found an entire pizza on the office seat. Unlike my dream though, I ate the pizza slowly instead of gobbling the thing down. I picked up the second flashlight (you know where that was) and waited for the metal footsteps. I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited...

I waited for a long time. Wondering what time it was, I looked around for a clock. I didn't find one anywhere, but I noticed a security monitor tablet on the desk. I decided to take a quick look at it. When I looked at the monitor, it was on the feed of the "Show Stage" with the less creepy versions of Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica. On the top right corner I saw the time, however, it wasn't the exact time. Unlike regular clocks, this one told time by hours. It was currently 2AM. I put the monitor down and began to walk towards the lobby, where hopefully there was an air vent that was big enough for me to crawl out (Why are the air vents so big in the first place?). Once I was about to the hallway which connected to the main area, I heard the metal footsteps. I stopped. I quickly turned on the flashlight as the footsteps continued to get closer and closer. I would've ran away, but I was frozen in fear (that I wanted to know if it was actually a threat). I immediately went into the party room to my left as I saw a leg coming from the Parts and Service room. Not a human leg, an aminatronic leg. I didn't get a quick enough glimpse to see if it was the fox, or any of the other dismantled animatronics.

When I got into the party room, I realized that I had trapped myself in a corner. There wasn't anywhere to hide, and I heard the steps getting even closer. When the steps got close enough, I quickly dove underneath one of the two tables, hoping that whoever that animatronic was wouldn't notice me. When it got into the room, I saw that the feet were brown and covered with some dark spots. Dismantled Freddy. My heart was pounding against my chest as he was searching around the party room. This wasn't a dream, this was real. A bit too real. Never in my life had I experienced such fear in my life, I began to regret making fun of my brother's automonophobia. His right foot was right next to me when he stopped. I froze in place, trying to not hyperventilate. After a few seconds, he walked away. I sighed in relief and slowly crawled out from underneath the table. I went to the door and peeked out left to right. Freddy was staring at the office desk. While he was distracted, I decided to make a run for it. I went into the hall and into the main area. "C'mon... almost there..." I said to myself. 
I suddenly got distracted by a noise. I slowed down and stopped to listen. It sounded like... a music box. Coming from the Prize Corner. I walked over to the sound. I don't know why, but it sounded so inviting... so confortable... it reminded me of the tune my mother sang to me when I was only 2. It suddenly stopped. I regained focus, but out of nowhere a blackout came. "D'ah great..." I mummered to myself.

I turned on the flashlight and found the door leading to the lobby. I felt excited as I had reached the door, but when I tried to open it, it was locked. I tried again just to see if I was just being weak, but I wasn't. It really was locked. I kept on trying anyways, hoping I could just break the lock. "PLEASE! I don't want to die!" I cried out. Then I felt something cold touch my left shoulder. I looked and saw it was a hook.
"Ye aren't followin' Capn' Foxy's ru-u-ules of Pirate-te Cove..."
I turned around and saw Foxy, staring at me with eyes glowing like stars in the darkest night.
I tried to make another run for it, but then I felt a hand grab my other shoulder. It was something I hadn't seen before, it appeared to be some kind of puppet... it spoke, saying, "Hello, Birthday Boy..." 

Finish "One Night at Freddy's 2" here...