
Locked in the Claw
By carter

03 Mar, 2024

The Funtime Foxy suit was a marvel to behold. Its gleaming pink and white metallic fur shimmered under the spotlights of the pizzeria. However, for the man trapped inside, it was a prison.

The man had been given the night shift, a job that required him to lock up the pizzeria and attempt to free himself from the confines of the suit.

As the echoes of laughter from the day's festivities died down, an eerie silence fell over the pizzeria. The man could hear the faint whirring of the animatronics coming to life.

Despite his predicament, the man had to focus. He had to navigate through the pizzeria, avoiding the other animatronics who were unaware of his human presence.

In the darkness, he could see the glowing eyes of the animatronics. Each one of them appeared to be scanning the environment, ready to engage with any intruder.

With every step he took, the suit creaked and groaned. The man tried to move as quietly as possible, hoping the animatronics would mistake him for one of their own.

The man made his way towards the office. It was there he hoped to find the tools needed to free himself from the suit.

As he reached the office, the man's heart pounded in his chest. He quickly rummaged through the drawers, finding a small toolkit that might help him.

The man tried to work on the suit, but his movements were clumsy. The suit was too tight, and the toolkit seemed too small for the task at hand.

As time ticked away, the man grew more desperate. He could hear the animatronics moving closer. He had to act fast.

Suddenly, the lights flickered. The man froze, the tools dropping from his hands. The animatronics were near.

He quickly picked up the tools and continued his work. The suit began to loosen, but not enough for him to escape.

The animatronics entered the office. They scanned the room, their glowing eyes falling on the man in the suit. But they didn't react.

The man held his breath. The animatronics left the office, their programming not recognizing him as a human. He sighed in relief.

The man continued his work. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he struggled with the suit. After what felt like hours, he felt it give way.

With a final push, the man was free. He stumbled out of the suit, gasping for air. The office was silent. He was alone.

The man quickly locked up the pizzeria. As he walked out into the night, he vowed never to return. His ordeal was over.

As the sun rose, the pizzeria came alive with the sounds of laughter once again. But in the office, the abandoned Funtime Foxy suit stood as a silent reminder of the night's events.

The man had survived his night of terror. He had faced his fears and emerged victorious. But the memory of his confinement within the suit would forever haunt him.

The pizzeria continued its daily routine, oblivious to the man's struggle. But for him, it was a battle he would never forget. He had been locked in the claw, but he had escaped.