Mike Schmidt
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“In here.” Mike muttered, pulling you by the forearm into the dusty supply closet. Your breath was shaky, as you were squished up against him. He shushed you, glancing out the small glass window of the door to see if any of the animatronics were there. You two were both night guards at Freddy’s, and unsurprisingly, the animatronics sparked to life and were on the search for you two. “Quiet..” He grumbled as heavy metal footsteps could be heard outside.