68: Insight

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(Took a long time IM REALLY SORRY- I've been kinda demotivated to do anything- AND... IM B U S Y ๐Ÿ™€)

(I wanted this chapter to be long, but i felt bad not updating-)

(And I've noticed there are some They/Thems, And He/Hims, Reading this story, Would you guys like me to start making Y/n more gender neutral?

I wont go back and change anything, Because frankly- This story is a bit too long for me. And I dont wanna spend time reading every chapter for She/Her Pronouns, or Feminine references.)

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And there you sat, on a desk facing a window. Papers, Files, Newspapers, and notes all laid out infront of you.
Oh, And of course, Your laptop too.

'First off, what the hell is up with Michelle? And this so called Amy?'

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'I remember on the files somewhere... It brought up Amys death in... What was it? 198... 1985? But at the same time, werent Sun and Moon associated with her? The plex opened after 2030, So that would be Over 30 years apart... '

You chewed your bottom lip slightly, tapping your pen against your chin, staring at everything you had out. Listening to 'Dont You Want Me'. It was faint, and your thoughts seemed louder then the music, you seemed to slowly forget anything was playing.

The reason you were listening to that song, was to hopefully lighten the Mood.

'Unless... There were multiple versions of the Main Prefromers right?'
You internally asked, while looking down at the newspaper that brought up the first opening of Fazbears Pizza.
'But then again, Sun and Moon animatronics were never brought up... Work in progresses maybe? But that doesn't seem right either. Then... How the hell-

They were working alongside one another. Even if Sun and Moon were just 'incompleted' at that time, they couldn't-"

Searching through other locations from Fazbear, You couldn't find shit about any animatronic alike with S&M.
The closest robot to them, would be a thing called 'Ennard' Only for the 'smiley' faceplate, and clown like design, But there was still countless differences.
Either way, You knew damn well, that robot had nothing to do with this.
Would've been hinted at in one of the files by now.
'Speaking of... I dont have all of the papers yet... Didn't one paper say all the animatronics watch over one main spot? Could all of them be hiding a file? Maybe one that speaks directly about themselves?'

'Literally just wanted to see if these guys were sentient. Eh, I dont mind a bigger mystery. As long as I dont die from it or something-'

A little thought erupt in your mind. 'Doesn't Michelle have something to do with this? She used to work as a janitor right? She wasnt fired. If she was, she couldn't have come back in a higher position, did she quit? Why? She had a past with Sun and Moon, Why did she come back?
Why did she come back to the daycare?

Does her and Sadie have a connection in this?
Why does she seem so... Important to this whole... Thing.? '

You seemed to catch yourself in a bit of a puzzle. You let out an aggravated sigh, then putting these questions on a small post-it note, before deciding to move on, and switching topics. Maybe you could come up with an answer while going through another paper.
Amusing, trying to answer questions, is giving you more questions.

'How much more do I need to figure this out? Am I just on the brim of this whole mystery? There are more files, but what if they dont say all the answers?'

You pause.
'Who, The HELL, Is writing these?'

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It could be a former employee, they could be dead. But maybe... If you find a way to get in-contact with them... You wouldn't need the rest of the files. 'This person... They have to be having the same thought process as me! They may be trying to do the same thing! I should get a copy of these files just in case...'

And like that, You went to work. You didnt want to use Maddies printer without permission, so, You started writing by hand. Plus, You could add a few more... Updated notes.
And, Instead of... Amy. You brought up Michelle.
Just in case.

After that, Which took about 30 minutes, You start to pack all of your stuff up. Realizing, Sun and Moon may be done charging soon. You stayed on your computer. Now trying to find a way to contact the old employee, that wrote all of this.

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You managed to get about 7 Potential phone numbers.

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But it took around an hour.
Sun and Moon should've been done charging 45 minutes ago...
Unless they just decided to stay... Well wherever they are.

You bit your lip slightly. Debating on checking up on them. You could always call later! Right- Except, You didn't want to embarrass yourself at all by trying to find them. Didnt want... To seem clingy.

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'2 Calls. I'll test out two phone numbers, then... I might take a nap. Or a break. Fuck- My back is starting to feel so... Stiff.'

You scan the list, One phone number... Was familiar. It came from your hometown city. So of course, You decide to call that number first.
Rriinnng! Rriinnng!
"Hello?" A nervous voice responded. Again, sounded familiar. Too familiar.

"Hey there! Uh- I didnt.. Exactly.. Plan this- But- HI! Im Y/n! Could I... Talk to you for a second..? You... Used to- work for Fazbears, Am I- Correct?"
The line was slient. You heard a THUD! There was the sound of scurrying, And the call ended.

You didnt want to cross the number out until you got a complete reason so. Plus, that seemed... Suspicious.

The next number, was from Michelles city. (You could tell by the first 3 numbers of course)
Rriinnng! Rriinnng!Rriinnng! Rriinn-

"Who is it?"

"Hi! Uhm- Im Y/n! I was just wondering- did you ever work at a Fazbears company?"
"I did. If you're trying to get new employees- Im telling you now, im NOT going back."

"Nono! Actually, I just wanted to ask a couple questions..."
"Are you a bot?"
"I can assure you, that I'm not a bot."
"Alright. Ask away."
"Which location? What was your position?"
"I was a temporary nightgaurd. In... I think the horror attraction."
"Okay, Thank you."

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(I'm so fucking sorry- all this time for this short ass thing๐Ÿ˜ญ)


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