Move On and Just Forget - A FNAF: The Musical Story

Night 5

October 24, 2009
12:06am, Night 5

Nate woke up in the party room with animatronics in front of him, concerned looks on all their faces. "Hey, guys. What's up?" Nate asked, rubbing his eyes. "Nate, he's here!" Freddy whispered. Nate was confused for a moment, then realization struck him. "Where?" Nate answered quietly. "We saw him take a kid to the parts and services room a just a minute ago!" Chica said. "Ahh, shit!" Nate exclaimed, getting to his feet. "Is AJ still here?" He asked. "He was just about to leave when we last saw him." Bonnie told Nate. "Catch up to him!"Nate commanded. "Tell him to call 911!" He said while running down the hallway. "But what about you?!" Chica called out. "I'll be fine! Get AJ!" Nate yelled before turning the corner. The animatronics rushed down a different hallway towards the office, where they found AJ still inside. "AJ! AJ!" Bonnie called. AJ looked at him, confused. "I didn't know you guys could talk!" He replied. "Nate needs you to call the police! The mascot man has another kid!" Freddy explained. AJ nodded and immediately picked up the office phone, he dialed 911. "Go! Go help Nate!" AJ told the animatronics. They all rushed down the hallway towards parts and services. Nate had reached the door, but it was locked from the inside. He could hear the desperate cries of a child from within the room, a sound that made his heart drop. "Nate!" Freddy yelled. Nate turned to look at the animatronics coming towards him. "Foxy! I need you to climb through the vents and unlock the door!" Nate told the fox. "Yar yar!" Foxy agreed, and he took off to Pirate's Cove where he could get into the ventilation system. Nate pounded on the door, he tried to force it open with his bodyweight, but the door would budge. "Foxy, hurry up, we're running out of time." Nate said to himself, still trying open the door. "Did you find AJ?!" He asked the animatronics. "Yes! He's on the phone with the police!" Chica replied. Nate nodded, turning back to the door. He heard a loud crash from inside, followed by grunt that sounded like Foxy. He had gotten inside, now he just needed to unlock the door. "Don't do it, you little rascal!" The man yelled from inside the room, followed by a shriek from Foxy. Nate was worried, had the man gotten a hold of the fox? "Foxy?! Foxy, are you okay?!" Nate called through the door. He heard the fox and the man struggling inside the room, metal crashing to the ground and things flying into walls. During the struggle, the door unlocked, Foxy must have managed to get away and let Nate in. Nate entered the room, the man had Foxy pinned against the wall and the little boy was cowering in a corner. "Hey! Drop him!" Nate demanded. The man turned and looked at him, and dropped Foxy onto the ground. The fox landed with a pained groaned, and he was too weak to get up. The man approached Nate, his body language threatening. Nate stood his ground, despite the feeling of fear churning in his stomach. "You just don't quit, do you?" The man asked, anger in his voice. Nate stayed silent, trying to hide his shaky breath. "Usually, new employees stay out of my business, but you, Nate! You're different! For that, you're going to pay!" The man said angrily. He got right up in Nate's face, but Nate didn't budge. "I'm going to make you regret sticking you nose where it doesn't belong!" The man exclaimed. "Oh, really?! How do you expect to do th-!" Nate was cut off when the man punched him in the face. Nate stumbled backwards, but stayed on his feet. Nate grabbed the side of his face, that was definitely going to leave a bruise. The man approached him again and took another swing, this time he clocked Nate right in the nose. Nate fell backwards, landing on the floor. He could feel blood trickling down his lips, but despite his pain he sat up. Before Nate could get to his feet however, the man grabbed him by the collar of his shirt punched him again. "Nate!" Chica exclaimed. Nate groaned, his whole face was throbbing. He tried to fight back, but the man gave him another punch, and this time it was enough for Nate to blackout for a few seconds. When he came to his senses, he tried to sit up, but moving made him dizzy. "Get... AJ." Nate told the animatronics despite his whole face being in pain. The animatronics rushed down the hallway, and Nate looked over at the man, who was now in front of the terrified little boy. Through his blurred vision, Nate could see the man grab the child aggressively. He watched in horror as the sharp, metal teeth of the man's mask began tearing into the boy's face. Nate had to look away, the sight of the suffering child was too much for him to take. He tried to get to his feet, but his head was spinning. The child began screaming, and Nate tried his best to best to block out the horrible sound. Nate wanted to cry, he wanted to wake up from whatever sick dream this was. This couldn't be happening, this couldn't be real. Nate hoped that he would wake up any second now and be in the office, waiting for time to tick by. The screams of the child made him feel like throwing up, and his face was in so much pain. He could feel blood running from his nose down his chin and onto his shirt, he swore that he could also feel some coming from his forehead down his cheek, but his face was too beat up for him to be sure. Suddenly, Nate heard voices approaching the room, one of them he recognized as AJ, and the others sounded like officers. Sure enough, seconds later officers burst into the room. Nate was too out of it to tell what was happening, but he heard shouting and some sort of a struggle. Next, he heard officers yelling for EMS to help the child. Before he completely passed out, Nate heard an officer yell. "Get another ambulance en-route! Quickly!"