Night Shift

Mike felt like he was just shot in the dick, ran over by an Abrams tank, and then had the gun shoved entirley up his ass, then firing all the remaining ammo, so to sum it up, he felt like shit, but he also felt...

Grass? Was he not dead afterall?! 'Dont get your hopes up Mike, you're definantly dead.' Mike though to himself.

     Mike tried to move, and with a delayed and jerky motion, his pinkie twitched.

HOLY SHIT ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED 420 DORITOS MOUNTAIN DEW FUCK ER' RIGHT IN THE PUSSY!!!

Sorry.

Mike tried to move his legs, pain quickly subsiding he opened his eyes, and what a sight to behold. He was sitting in a field with tall grass shooting up alover the field, but not the one side smooth, the otherside painful type lf large grass. The sun was shining, it was serene, and far too quiet for the likes of mike, whenever it was quiet, the power was either out, or he was sleeping or dead.

"A-A-ahoy mateys!" A deep robotic voice said.

Mike literally almlst shit his pants, sonic the hedgefox was really close, but Mike didnt was to turn around to see a hook dig into his face. Then he heard another voice.

"is this whats its like to be stuffed into a freddy suite? Seeing the things that killed you, forever, especially in an eerily beautiful clearing?" The voice sounded alot like the man on the phone, was mike in some sort of heaven. He laughed out loud at the though of a place called 'Freddy Fazbear's Pearly white gates!'

"AHAHAHAH!" Mike was literally crying, why was this so funny to him?

Eventually mike cried all his tears, and got up, turned around and got met face to face with the most fantastic group of fucks.

Bonnie the Hippo

Chica the duck

Freddy Fagbear

Sonic the Hedgefox

And next to him was who he imagined was Kyle.

"Fuck my life, or afterlife in this case."  Mike smiled, this was going to be an awful day.