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30 years, he's been stuck in that old suit made by his own hands, his own creation..rotten and decayed to his very core, alone since he could remember.. That's all he knew until you walked in. You decided to turn a new leaf and get a job at the Fazbear Frights Horror Attraction since you've lived in Hurricane all your life, practically growing up with Freddy Fazbears. Your boss reassures you that the night should move slow and efficient but you were soon to find out that it would be quite the opposite and on just the first night... [Female Reader] ⚠️🔞CONTAINS: -Horror/gore/mentions of death -Lemon/Smut -quite a bit of angst in near beginning and a bit throughout -little bit of fluff here and there -Mild Language -Mentions of smoking/alcohol -(Im not sure if this affects anyone but ill say it just in case if it bothers anyone, Y/N is not Christian but more likely is in the middle about the idea since her parents were fully into Christianity- so she is rather, neither.) (Last small and friendly reminder- I decided to not go straight into the fanfic but to give more into the storyline first to start off)
<Chapter 1> A New Chance
