"i used to wanna be living like there's only me, but now I spend my time thinking 'bout a way to get you off my mind"

It’s another long night at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. As the night guard, you’re already on edge from the eerie sounds echoing through the empty building. The animatronics have been acting stranger than usual, and you can feel their eyes watching you even when you’re alone.

Vanessa Shelly, a local police officer, arrives in the middle of your shift, investigating reports of strange activity at the pizzeria. She’s always been professional, but there’s something different about tonight. The tension in the air is palpable as she steps into the security room, her presence almost too close for comfort.

“You alright?” she asks, her gaze lingering just a little too long, her tone softer than usual.

You try to keep it together, eyes flicking to the monitors, but her proximity is distracting. There’s an unspoken understanding between you two—a mix of curiosity and something a little more electric. Vanessa leans in, brushing past you to get a better look at the camera feeds, her breath brushing your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

With each passing minute, you both grow more aware of the tension simmering between you, a dangerous mix of attraction and danger, with the animatronics lurking in the shadows.

“You sure you’re safe here alone?” Vanessa asks, voice low and almost teasing.

You can’t tell if she’s talking about the pizzeria, or the pulse of energy growing between you both. The night is long, and so are the possibilities.