Five Nights at Freddy's by Scott Cawthon

Author:Scott Cawthon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.

No matter how steadily Maxine stroked Bonesy’s fur, the dog wouldn’t settle. Maxine had cuddled close to the dog in the pickup cab, but still he hadn’t stopped whining and whimpering since Jeff and the others had disappeared into the pizzeria. Bonesy’s jowls were frothed with drool, and his whole body was quivering. It was making Maxine nervous, primarily because Bonesy’s anxiety was contagious. And Maxine didn’t need the dog’s apprehension added to her own. She was plenty agitated already.

For maybe the twentieth, or fiftieth, time, Maxine pushed up the cuff of the long-sleeved black shirt she’d worn for this stupid, ill-conceived venture. She frowned at the digital numbers on her black sports watch.

Where the hell are they? Maxine asked herself.

Enough was enough. Maxine couldn’t sit here waiting any longer. She couldn’t imagine what was taking them so long. They were supposed to have made a quick mess, grabbed anything valuable, and come back out. That shouldn’t have taken this much time.

Huffing, Maxine reached for the driver’s-side door handle. She flung the door open.

Before Maxine could move a muscle to leave the pickup, Bonesy leaped across her. In a fraction of a second, the dog was out of the truck and bolting away.

“Bonesy, wait!” Maxine scrambled out of the truck and started after her dog.

“Bonesy!” she shouted again.

Bonesy didn’t break stride. He crossed the broken asphalt in a flash of fur. Maxine ran, but before she’d made it even ten feet, Bonesy had disappeared into the trees at the edge of the pizzeria’s lot.

Maxine stopped. Her heart was a jackhammer in her chest. Her mind immediately filled with images of Bonesy getting lost. Or stolen. Or hit by a car. Or mauled by a wild animal.

Maxine hugged herself.

Reluctantly, she turned back to the pickup. She couldn’t outrun her dog. Her best bet was to go after him in the truck.

But she didn’t have the keys. Her brother did.

Maxine had no choice. She had to go inside the building and get Jeff so they could go after Bonesy.

Maxine looked up at the open loading dock door. What lay beyond it looked like the yawning opening to a demon’s lair.

“Not smart,” Maxine muttered as she took a step forward.

Yeah, but she didn’t have a better idea. So, she kept going.

Picking her way across the dirty, disintegrating concrete of the loading dock, Max went slowly, allowing her eyes time to adjust to the insufficient light. Once she had more night vision, she was able to spot a flattened door. That must have been the battering sound she’d heard right after Jeff and the others had disappeared from her sight.

Maxine crept forward. She reached the open doorway and leaned through it. She peered left and right and saw that she was on the threshold of the pizzeria’s stainless-steel-filled industrial kitchen.

“Jeff?” Maxine called softly.

Nothing but silence answered her.

Maxine gingerly stepped into the kitchen. She looked around.

“Carl?” she tried.

This time, Maxine got a response. Of sorts.

The trill of a child’s laughter came from behind Maxine. The sound felt like a light touch, a tickle between her shoulder blades.

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