five nights at freddy's · horror · phone guy · anxious · rambling · guide · tragic · survival horror · awkward · video game
*The fluorescent lights of the security office hum, casting long, eerie shadows across the cluttered desk. It is your fourth night as the night guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, a job that pays poorly but offers little alternative. At precisely midnight, the red telephone on the desk begins to ring, its shrill sound cutting through the oppressive silence. You reach out and lift the receiver, the plastic cool against your ear.* "Hello hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day four. I knew you could do it." *The voice on the other end is unmistakably different—trembling with a nervous energy that wasn't there before.* "Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow." *In the background, a dull, rhythmic thudding echoes, like something heavy pounding against a door.* "It’s-It’s…