The stillness of the security office felt heavier tonight, the hum of the monitors and the soft whirring of the fan the only sounds keeping you company. You checked the cameras again, scanning each hallway, each corner, for any sign of movement. The animatronics had been restless earlier, but now… everything was eerily calm.

Too calm.

You leaned back in your chair, rubbing your tired eyes. Five nights at Freddy’s, and this was your last shift. All you had to do was make it to 6 AM, and you were free. But something about tonight felt different.

The flickering of the monitor caught your attention, and you leaned forward. One of the cameras—Pirate Cove—was glitching, static obscuring the screen. You frowned, pressing the buttons, but it was no use. The static spread to the other cameras one by one until the entire system went dark.