User blog:ExdeathsBagel/Five Nights at Frita's WWYD

WWYD by LeafyGreenTea123: http://monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:682111

I hate night shifts. I rarely take them, being a morning person and all, but my girlfriend and I have been getting desperate. Parking my car in the completely empty lot, not surprising see as how it was midnight, I walk towards the children’s entertainment area.

Being the middle of a particularly hot summer, even at this time at night it was uncomfortable warm, yet I was more so worried about my girlfriend in these conditions than me. Her name is Freya, she’s a Yuki-Onna, an ice elemental spirit and this summer had hit her hard. She’s trained herself to be able to live comfortably in temperatures in the 60s, but beyond that she runs the risk of heat stroke. And this being summer, meant the AC in our apartment needed to be blasted at all times and the landlord decided we were going to pay for it.

While I cared about her well-being more than anything, I’ll admit first seeing the AC bill nearly made me shit my pants. So, despite my hated of night shifts, I took the job here as a night guard. Frita’s Fun House. The pay for just being a night guard was insane, it’d be enough to get my girlfriend and me out of the red while I look for a job in my field.

Following my father’s good advice way back when I first started job hunting, I looked up the place before I applied. I guess you consider it like a day care, it was mostly aimed towards poor parents as a place to take their, no older than 10 judging from the pictures on the website, to stay for a few hours while they did their errands.

Frita’s, along with staff to watch the children, had a lot of activates for them to do. But their most popular attraction were the monster girls. Most we’re simply employees like the rest of the staff, but the most popular of them were the four considered the mascots of the establishment: Gabrielle the Grizzly, Rebecca the Were-Rabbit, Harmony the Harpy, and Iku the Inari who had the strange feature of being able to be taken apart and put back together by the children.

It was Freya who found this job for me, looking to apply for it herself, despite being uncomfortable around children. She noticed that while the pay was sub-par for most of the jobs (not to mention the mascot ones were nowhere to be found), the night guard’s was a shocking high and convinced me to take it.

A short time after applying, I got a call from a man identifying himself as a manger there, his name was Mike. He ran through the typical series of questions one would expect over a phone call about the job: “Are you comfortable sitting for long hours, are you okay being up late at night, do you have any experience with monster girls?” and so on.

I’ll admit I lied about the night question, but was honest about the other two, being somewhat comfortable with sitting for a long time (much more preferring to stand but I didn’t tell him that) and I told him I was in a relationship with a monster girl. While he simply acknowledge the answer to the former, he sounded happy about the latter answer.

When he asked if I had any experience with being a guard, I told him no but I did have a first degree black belt in mixed martial arts. He paused and I was worried I just blew my chances of getting the job for some reason. Yet he spoke again, saying that would be okay and asked when I could start. I said that night, half joking, but much to my surprise, he said that’d be good and sent me the directions to the place.

Walking into the establishment, the first thing that hit was the absolute silence and lack of light other than the emergency lights. It was to be expected of course, being a night shift as late as this. But there was no other staff, just me. You’d think this establishment, given its customers, would hire more security staff, but the manager I talked to on the phone when hired stated break in were surprisingly rare and all I needed to do was watch the cameras located in the security room.

Fortunately, the manager sent me an email detailing how to get to the security room and I found my way there in no time. I was surprised there was no door to the room, not even a ceiling. Just walls connected to two vent and a space for a door in front of the desk and it laptop. I didn’t think much of it though, not really worried about a break in and knowing I’d just be watching the cameras. Sitting down at the desk, I found the laptop already started up with a shortcut on the desktop labeled “Camera Feed.”

A loud ring made my jump, it was from the phone next to the laptop. It was a digital phone. I picked it up and held the phone to my ear. Before I could even say hello a voice spoke.

“Hello? Hello hello? Hi! Welcome to your first night at Frita’s Fun House! I’m your manager, Jeff.”

I thought it was strange that this wasn’t the same manager I talked to over the phone, but maybe Mike was just the one who came across my resume and Jeff handled the night-shift employees.

“As a night guard, your job is to monitor the cameras and keep an eye on our employees: Gabrielle, Rebecca, Harmony, and Iku.”

Why would I need to keep an eye on some dolls? Were they the target of these rare burglaries?

<p class="MsoNormal">Jeff continued, “Just so you know, they aren’t dolls or toys, they’re living, breath monsters.”

<p class="MsoNormal">My heart skipped a beat, what were they doing here so late? Shouldn’t they be home, isn’t that illegal?

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could ask, Jeff continued, this guy seemed to never pause for a response. “Now I know what you’re thinking, ‘that’s illegal,’ right? Well, these poor girls have nowhere else to go, no shelter will take them in even. And that’s for good reason, if you know a thing or two about monster girls, you know that especially at night, many get pretty lusty. Well, these do too, maybe a little too lusty.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you mean by-”

<p class="MsoNormal">He cut me off, “What I’m saying is they get really violent as well as lusty at night and will… violently rape you to death. Not a good way to go to be honest.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait?! Are you-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“But it’s okay, just keep an eye on the monitor to watch their location. You’ll notice a Camera Feed shortcut on the desktop that lets you monitor the establishment. If Gabrielle or Rebecca get too close put on the mask underneath the desk to drive them away.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I looked under the desk and saw a cheap mask that looked like Iku’s face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“If for whatever reason you lose the mask or Iku comes close, shine the light in their faces to drive them back. If you lose the light, you’re fucked figuratively and literally. Don’t worry about Harmony, just use the music box in her room accessible through the shortcut to put her asleep for the night. Lastly, don’t try to leave, not only will they get you before you reach the front door or emergency exit, but both those doors are locked from the outside and the windows are shatter proof. We take our security very seriously here at Frita’s Fuck House. Have fun!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could even respond, he hung up. I wasn’t left with a ringing sound though like what normally happen when someone hangs up. Just silence. I tried calling 911, but I didn’t even hear the button tones. The phone seemed on though. Was this some sort of one way phone?

<p class="MsoNormal">I sudden thumping in the vents caught my attention. Clicking on the camera feed I was taken to a page with a list of cameras identified by certain titles: “Vent Left”, “Vent Right”, “Main Hall”, “Iku’s Den”, “Gabrielle’s Cave”, “Harmony’s Tree House”, and “Rebecca’s Meadow”.

<p class="MsoNormal">Hearing the thumping to my right, I clicked on Vent Right and nearly shat myself as I saw Rebecca seemingly frozen in front of the camera, a maniacal smile on her face. I moved the feed to the side and clicked on another, but when I did Vent Right’s window closed. Why could I only have one open at a time?

<p class="MsoNormal">I pushed that question out of my mind for now, checking on the other feeds. Each feed was mostly black, expect for a few detail I could make out. Vent Left was empty, the Main Hall was empty, and Iku’s Den was pitch black. Gabrielle was in her cave, or at least according to her feed. Like Rebecca in the vent, her face was right up against the camera with maniacal smile, and she was also seemingly frozen. I didn’t bother observing Rebecca’s Meadow, seeing as how she was in the vent next to me.

<p class="MsoNormal">Clicking on Harmony’s Tree House, I noticed that she was moving, unlike Gabrielle and Rebecca, who seemed frozen. It was still dark, like all the other feeds, but I could see that Harmony seemed to shudder from time to time, and I noticed a music box next to her perch. Clicking the music box shortcut, the music box began to wind automatically. Harmony suddenly stopped shuddering and turned her head to the box. She put her wings to her head and suddenly a screech engulfed the building followed by what sounded like beating wings.

<p class="MsoNormal">The silence that followed was quickly cut short by a giggle. Looking over the screen I was two rabbit ears sticking out from the vent next to me. In my panic I suddenly remembered Jeff’s advice to out the mask on, and although I was skeptical, I had no other option. Slipping on the crude Iku mask, I could barely see through the small eye holes.

<p class="MsoNormal">I found that a mercy, as I did not want to see Rebecca, or any of them for that manner, beyond the camera feeds. Seeing her stick her head, I was shocked that when she locked eyes with me she let out a scream before quickly ducking back into the vents. Was she afraid of Iku? The banging noise from within the wall told me she was making a hasty retreat to her Meadow.

<p class="MsoNormal">Removing the mask, I checked the feed again, but she was still in Vent Right and yet I also saw her in her Meadow. How is that possible? Hearing a shuffling sound I looked up and in the darkness of the main hall, dimmed only by the faint emergency lights, was a figure. I reached into the drawer and pulled out the flashlight. The beacon of light illuminated the horrific sight of Rebecca. Following the assault of my eyes was the assault of my nostrils, bombarded by the stench of sweat and something I did not want to identify.

<p class="MsoNormal">Despite Grizzly’s being capable of intense speeds, she just inched closer and closer, the grin on her face from the cave not fading. She was enjoying seeing me fearful of my life and wanted to milk every last drop out before she had her way with me. I wasn’t about to let that happen, and began strobing the light in her face.

<p class="MsoNormal">She covered her eyes and grunted in pain before fleeing, but not before letting out a slight giggle. I checked the cameras immediately, and she was back in her Cave, in the same position, with that same grin. How could she have gotten there so fast?

<p class="MsoNormal">As I place the flashlight on the desk next to me my blood went cold as I noticed something that shouldn’t have been there: black feathers. I slowly looked up, and perched on the wall behind me was Harmony. She was just staring down at me, her clothes disheveled and bags under her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">I had enough, I bolted out of the seat and took the flashlight with me. I heard Harmony shout out a ‘no’ but that didn’t stop me in the slightest. I didn’t want to test Jeff’s word on the doors or windows, and instead made a break for Iku’s Den. If it was as dark as it seemed to me, maybe I could hide in there for the night. I knew Iku was probably in there and might’ve had the same intent as the others but anything beat sitting in that damn chair all night.

<p class="MsoNormal">Using the flashlight to guide me I heard three other sets of footsteps behind me, all of them getting closer. I dove into the Den right as I felt something brush against my back. Taking a hard landing I felt a crack fortunately not from my body but from the flashlight.

<p class="MsoNormal">Trapped in an oppressive darkness I held my breath. The footsteps from outside stopped right outside the entrance and I heard two voices speaking in hushed whispers. Where was the third one? I had not time to think as what felt like a hand clasp my mouth. Struggle as I might I could not break free as I began to be dragged deeper into the Den. Tears fell down my face as I thought about Freya, the pain that awaited me, and my own death. The drag further in was disorientating, but at one point I was placed in a chair and quickly tied up to it.

<p class="MsoNormal">The sudden flash of light blinded me, but in due time I adjusted. I was in a plain looking room, I don’t know how else to describe it. The walls and floor were covered with some sort of blue fabric, and a camera was in front of me. Standing behind the camera was Iku, and her calm expression only further out me on edge.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Where am I?” I asked, not bother hiding the fear in my voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“My Den.” She simply stated.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What’s with the camera?” I asked. I know I had more important questions to asks, but I did not want the answers to them.

<p class="MsoNormal">“To stream you. You are the first in a long line of men to make it this far.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you mean?”

<p class="MsoNormal">She took a laptop off a nearby desk and pulled it up to me, on the screen was a shortcut similar to the one son my laptop. She clicked on it and it was a collection of feeds from the security room.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We normally record the men as they survive the night, their fear is usually enough to keep our customers happy. But sometimes there are men like you who run out of the room. Normally they’re raped to death by Gabrielle or Rebecca, but that doesn’t make for good content since they can’t see any of it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I thought there were cameras all around the building?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Iku chuckles, “Silly boy. Those camera simply show pre-recordings. It wouldn’t be a fearful experience if you knew where the mascots were at all times would it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">My heart sank as my brain connected the pieces together. That’s why they were so still in the feed, how they crossed seemingly insurmountable distance so quickly. But something bothered me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What about Harmony’s feed? It seemed live.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hers is. She needs to be kept in check for good reason.” Before I could ask for what she continued, “but don’t worry about her, instead, worry about yourself. You’ve made it this far and now our customers are little pissed at that.”

<p class="MsoNormal">She motioned my gaze down to the laptop and clicked another shortcut on the desktop. Suddenly a live feed of me from the camera in front of me appeared on screen and next to it was a windows where messages were pouring in.

<p class="MsoNormal">I regret looking at them, while they were moving so fast and some were typed in languages I couldn’t read, I was able to make out some words that made me turn pale: disembowel, castrate, kill, rape. Before I could stutter out a question, Iku places the laptop back on the desk and speaks again.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Frita’s Fun House doesn’t just live off the piss poor funding provided the parents and the good will of donations. By day it’s a day care, but by night it’s a place for smut and snuff and I am its ring leader. We do this kind of thing once a week with a new night guard, streaming it while our lovely audience donates. We pick men like you, from the lower classes, because we know you won’t be missed. And if people come poking their nose, we just pay most them off.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why?” was all I could choke out.

<p class="MsoNormal">She turned to me with a malicious grin, “The so called managers are money grubbing fucks, the girls’ upstairs need a good bang as most mamonos do, but as for me,” she cupped my face in her hands, “nothing satisfies me more than seeing someone’s life drain before my eyes, and I love giving my fans what they want. And what do they want?” She asks as she turned to the monitor.

<p class="MsoNormal">Bent over in front of me, her nine tails were in my face. By some miracle I remembered a certain lesson from school concerning Inari’s: grabbing one or many of their tails will weaken them. If I could do so, maybe I could convince her to let me out, or just hold it for the rest of the night and get out by day break. My arms were of no use to me, being tied up behind me, so I bent forward and bit down on one of her tails as hard as I could.

<p class="MsoNormal">She suddenly twisted her body, pulling her tail out of my mouth, leaving clumps of hair within. Before I could react I felt a powerful backhand strike my face. Pain engulfed my body as the force of the blow caused me and the chair to fall to the side.

<p class="MsoNormal">Iku looked down at me with a grin, “Nice try, but you should think before you act.” She set me back up, cupping the bruise on the side of my face. “Really think for a moment. Inari’s are powerful creatures sure, but none are able to split themselves at will.” The hand cupping my face grabs my ear, and a Inari steps back, the wrist separates from the rest of the arm with ease.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Most monsters able to split themselves are undead,” Iku grabs the top of her head, “and there is only one undead monster that takes pleasure in the death of others.” She removes her head, “A Dullahan.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Placing her head back on, she pauses to reading the comments. “Ooh. Tough luck boy, looks like the audience wants castration.” With a flick of her handless arm a small blade comes out. It didn’t look clean. The hand grasping my ear suddenly lets go and begins crawling down my body like a spider. Undoing the belt and button and with a sharp tug, I was exposed.

<p class="MsoNormal">She approaches slowly, deliberately taking her time. A ringing noise from the laptop causes her to turn, “And here come the donations. People are really excited to see you squirm in Iku’s Red Room!” Her slow approach is accompanied by giggles which soon turn to maniacal laughter.

<p class="MsoNormal">The ensuing terror I feel is somehow not enough to make me pass out. Tears run down my face as I tremble the pain that will await me.

<p class="MsoNormal">A sudden chill causes us both to pauses. Phasing between us was a feminine figure, taking shape in a bluish-white robe, pale skin, and long black hair.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Freya.” I manage to choke out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Iku looks at her for a moment, “A Yuki-Onna? My, this will be a first. The audience-”

<p class="MsoNormal">Freya suddenly let out a blast of painfully cold air, and Iku’s feet were’ beginning to get covered in ice. Iku did not appeared worried, and I suddenly realized why. Her unattached hand leapt off the floor and struck Freya hard in the back of the head.

<p class="MsoNormal">She grunted in pain and the force was enough to knock her to the ground. Removing her feet from the ice and stepping on both of Freya’s hand with her feet, Iku removed her legs from the beneath the knees to reveal stilt like appendages. “As I was saying, the audience will be most pleased. We haven’t had a Yuki-Onna before, he your boyfriend?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Freya rose her head and inhaled, Iku knew what she trying to do. Her unattached had quickly moved and covered her mouth. “You think you’re the first to try to save a man from this place? Why do you think the windows and doors are secured like they are? I recall a Red Oni really causing some damage trying to save her husband, long story short we killed him in front of her and made her eat him. We really made bank that night.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Say,” She pulled me in front of Freya, “How about you watch your boyfriend get his dick chopped off? I’m sure the people at home will love it!” She slid down behind me and began stoking me, “We want to get the blood pumping for things to get nice and messy. I bet you two fuck every night, don’t you?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Tears were streaming down both our faces as I mouth to Freya that I was sorry. For what, I don’t know, maybe all the times I inconvenienced her or made her mad as my life began flashing before my eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">Just as the blade was touching my skin a whooshing sound filled the room and a force knocked Iku away, the force also taking me down with her. I heard Freya muffle against the hand and felt something sharp cut me from my binding. I turned and saw it was Harmony, who quickly moved and grasped Iku’s hand over Freya’s mouth in her talons.

<p class="MsoNormal">I heard Iku yell out in pain as the hand began to bleed and release itself from Freya’s mouth. Freya inhaled and blew on the ground, freezing it around her and getting her hands free. Freya quickly pulled me up and I turned to see Iku, her head on the ground and her body moving to retrieve it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Damn you Harmony!” I should’ve killed you when you first started to cause trouble! Stupid human! Did you not wind up the music box?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I felt Freya pull me as we all ran out of the Den, Harmony leading us out. I noticed as we exited the Den both Rebecca and Gabrielle were frozen near the entrance, faces contorted in expressions of terror and looking as though they were fleeing from someone. We all hopped in the car and I sped out of there.

<p class="MsoNormal">I know we were in a different state by morning, yet in my tired state did not know which. Harmony told me not to go to the police of that town, claiming Iku had them wrapped around her finger, and to be safe, we drove to another state.

<p class="MsoNormal">We must’ve looked terrible stumbling into the station, all of tired and exhausted. I was barely able to explain the situation, not that they believed me, but what Harmony said managed to peek their interest and they sent a MON group to investigate.

<p class="MsoNormal">Long story short, Rebecca and Gabrielle were taken in for questioning only to realize they were monsters long missing from an asylum for violent behavior. If that wasn’t enough, Iku’s Den, which the blue substance was later said to be tarp and the smell of bleach, was more than enough to warrant an investigation.

<p class="MsoNormal">MON was kind enough to put me and Freya in a protection. Harmony, whose real name was Annabelle, was question and determined to be innocent. She said she was a harpy legally without a homestay and was snatched by Rebecca and Gabrielle to be part of their sick game. This was proven once Jeff and Mike were hunted down and also questioned, they were soon tried and jailed for first degree manslaughter.

<p class="MsoNormal">MON has yet to find Iku, they claimed the night they investigated the facility that her the laptop, camera were gone. Freya has been very protective since then, by my side 24/7, Anabelle would spend most of the days apologizing for what happened, but we’ve both forgiven her, it wasn’t her fault in the first place after all.

<p class="MsoNormal">A few months later, still under MONs protection, we were just beginning to get used to this sort of life and I was checking the mail. Noticing a blank white envelope, I cautiously opened it to find a check inside. Written out was one hundred and twenty five dollars followed by a small message at the bottom:

<p class="MsoNormal">Thank you for your time at Frita’s Fun House! We will never forget your service and entertainment you brought to the community and wish you the best! We hope to see you again someday! Next to this was a kiss mark in red lip stick.