Fan: FNaV Fanfic ( Not based on poop )

Authorative voice: These are the last recordings of tailsrules67, ma'am. We were hoping you could tell us if you know anything.

Motherly voice: Well, I'll try my best!

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Night1, 11:00 AM

Log Entry No.1: I've arrived at the old abandoned house of the famous VenturianTale group. They moved out a few years ago, and the house is falling apart, but I won't let that deter me. This is tailsrules, signing off. *Click *

Log Entry No.2: I've finally gotten in. The door was boarded up, but luckily I had my Crowbar of Fandomness. I'm in Isaac's room, checking the place out. The room is in remarkable condition, almost like there's something here, keeping the room tidy.... Oh, would ya look at that? I've found Some of Isaac's old recording equipment * Creak creak * This isn't good. Something's here. I'm gonna go check it out. This is tailsrules, signing off. * Click *

12:05

Entry No.3: Okay, there is DEFINITLEY something here. Maybe it's just some rats, but they'll have to be seriously big rats. Anyways, I'm gonna keep my recorder on, maybe I'll catch so-.... * There's a long silence followed by the sounds of running and panting* Okay, I found out what it is * Pant pant * And it is NOT a pack of rats. I found Isaac. Yes, Isaac Frye. Why he's here, I don't know, but he's definitley here. I'll turn this back on if I find anything else out. * Click *

3:45

Entry No.4: Wow, I just found some really neat stuff. I've found some of their old posessions, like a Catniss toy, a broken phone, an airsoft gun, etc. I can't beleive I'm gonna have to come back here 4 more nights... stupid friends... anyways, Isaac is still here, and I'm still peeing myself. I think this is all I'm gonna find, and I probably won't make another entry. Isaac is probably on the other side of the door, and as soon as I open this, I'm probably gonna get strangled. I'll make another entry when I get out * Click *

6:05

Entry No.5: I'm out! I had to smash a window, jump out said window, but a bush broke my fall, so I didn't break anything. Besides my dignity, of course. But that can be fixed with some Kirby. * Click *

Night 2

Entry No.6 : Well, I guess I'm back. Time for more terror, and more idiocy. I'm just gonna - hup - climb in this window here. * squish squish * Ugh, I don't even wanna know what this is. It's like, black and sticky, almost tar-like. I'm just gonna, uhm, yeah, * Squish squish creak * Well, I better look around up here. Isaac's room is unlocked, and so is Bethany's. I think I've got the entire upstairs to my disposal. I wonder if I'll find anything to prove I've been here, besides these recordings.Well, That's all for right now. * Click *

2:32

Log No.7: Well, things haven't been doing well so far. Isaac's more vicious than a lion with a blood lust tonight, and Bethany's here too. I don't think much'll happen, but I'll turn my recorder thingy back on if I find anything else *Click*

4:57

Log No. 8: Well, I've locked myself in Isaac's room, and he's not anywhere that I can see, so I'm just gonna chill in here.

6:00

Log No. 9: Well, I think I'm done her for tonight. *Smash* Out the window with me! * There are sounds of wind, followed by a rustle as a bush breaks his fall. * Ow. Thorn bush. Well, that's it for tonight. I'll record again when I come back.

Night 3

Log No.10 : Well, I guess I'm back to this place. There's a lot more rooms to explore, now that It's all unlocked. * Creaaaaaaaaaak* ... Hi there, Venturian... How are you? * There are strange screeching noises, and the sounds of running come through the speaker * THIS IS NOT GOOOOOOOOOOOOD! * There's a sound of a crash and a smash, indicating he fell over *  N-no! STAY AWAY!!!! *There's a sound of metal on wood, and him shouting * THE POWER OF CROWBAR COMPELS YOU! * The footsteps stop, and a voice crackles through the speaker, so real it's almost like it's really there* ''You will never stop us. You may suceed in running tonight, tomorrow, and even the next night. But you will never, NEVER escape us. We will hunt you. All of us will. We will yield tonight, but only because you hold that accursed item in your hand. However, when you wake up tomorrow, that will no longer exist.'' * There's a wooshing sound, and a sigh of relief* Well, THAT happened. Oh, would ya look at the time? It's like, 5:30! I better go find my way out before they try to kill me again. * Click *

Night 4

Well, It's time. One more night after this, and This'll be done. Can't wait for this to be done. If you're tired of this and ya know it clap your hands * clap clap * Ugh. I am so tired of this. Just gotta get in here, * Smash* Let's see what i've got WUAHHHHHHHH * There's a sound of running, not followed by tripping for once, and a door slamming shut * Kyodai... so scary... * Huff huff huff * Woah... they don't come in the garage that often... I can probably hide out in here! * There's the sound of a door smashing* Nope, nevermind, gotta blast, bai-bai * He starts running again *Okay, so they DO come in the garage. Good to know. Hey, is that a cat? WHY IS THERE A CAT?!?! THAT'S THE SAME CAT!!! Okay,calm yourself down, 67. No need to worry about stupid cats. just keep running, running running running. Alright, 4:56, nearly done, I can do this. * There's some panting, and some crunching of snow, until there's a distinct 3 beeps * Thank god for stopwatches. It's finally 6:00! I'm finally outta here! *Click *

Night 5

Final night. It's gonna be over. This shall be done. I shall now make an epic speech as I run around, trying not to be killed.

''Men, we've come far to accomplish this. We have made amazing discoveries  about VenturianTale, and we will not let our works go wasted! Hurrah!''

Well, that got boring fast. Still though, it passed a good 15 minutes. Now, let's try not to die. * There's a small silence, until there's a long creak * Oh, n-no. Not you. I'm not ready to die, Kyodai! GET AWAY! NOOOOOOOOOOAUGHOASKFJOIEJALKSH * There's a long silence, and finally 4 voices * ''This is why you don't come in OUR HOUSE. *'' There's a smash of the recorder being thrown out the window, and silence*

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Authorative voice: Well, Ma'am? Was your son one to pull practical jokes like this?

Motherly voice: Well, Officer Jinka, he wasn't really. besides, didn't your team find his body?

Jinka: Mrs. Heimen, of COURSE we found his body. But there were no fingerprints on him. Well, there was one set, but that was from some long dead people. And since ghosts aren't a thing, ma'am, we have to believe that this was a prank.

Mrs. Heimen: But officer! Maybe ghosts are a thing! You never know!

Jinka: ma'am, I believe we've had enough from you.

Mrs. Heimen: *Slam* NO! My son is dead, and you're just going to let it off like some joke?!?!?

Jinka: Hanto, bring in the father.

* Mrs. Heimen is dragged out of the room, and Mr. Heimen walks in *

Jinka: Mr. Heimen, I understand that your son has been found dead in an abandoned house.

Mr. Heimen: Well, of course you do! You're the officer!

Jinka: Mr. Heimen, please calm down. Your son was found dead with the fingerprints of long dead people on his throat.

Mr. Heimen: Yeah? So?

Jinka: Is your son the type to pull pranks of these sorts? The body we found could have been a dummy.

Mr. Heimen: Officer, if you are suggesting my son did this as a prank, then I suggest you get your head out of the toilet.

Jinka: Sir, again, calm down. Your son is dead, but we're not sure how it happened. You've been of no help, so get out.

* Mr. heimen storms out. One of 67's friends walks in*

Friend: Yeah, I dared him to do it. I told him i'd give him 50$ for it.

Jinka: Son, you're going to be charged with murder. We're not sure who did it, but you obviously didn't like 67. You're the only suspect.

The case of 67's murder would never be solved. The ghosts would never be shown, except to those who are brave enough to venture into the house. Only a few would make it through the five nights, and even fewer would maintain their sanity. Only one would befriend them, but that tale is for another day/page.

The ghosts still haunt that house to this day.