I managed to get one. I got a job. I tried texting her but she's not responding. I know when she hears the news she'll come running home to me. I can just feel her warm embrace. I don't even remember what I did today. I think I just prepared for the job, I don't even remember if I ate breakfast or lunch. I don't feel all that hungry so I probably did. The newspaper ad is glued to into my mind. It's all I can think about. I still remember the exact lettering.

Welcome to your new summer job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, where kids and parents alike come for entertainment and food as far as the eye can see! The main attraction is Freddy Fazbear, of course; and his two friends. They are animatronics robots, programmed to please the crowds! The robots' behavior has become somewhat unpredictable at night however, and it was much cheaper to hire you as a security guard than to find a repairman.

The email seemed very profound in a way that made it seem like a joke. It just sounded like an easy job that was worded to add an aspect of adventure to it. I got there only 15 minutes before my shift and everyone besides the janitor who was there to hand over the keys to the office had left. I sat down in the wheeled office chair and took a glimpse at the mess. I finished my burger and coke but I was too nervous to leave the office and throw the rubbish away. Soon after 12 AM I got a call from another staff member.

*Ringing*

Hello? Oh, Hello! Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now as a matter of fact. So I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you: there's nothing to be worried about. Uh, you'll be fine, so let's just focus on getting you through your first night, okay? Uh, let's see... First there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read, eh, it's kind of a legal thing. You know.

Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life.

Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing persons report will be filed within 90 days or as soon as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced-

Blah, blah, blah.

Now it might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about.

Uh, the animatronics characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No! If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for 20 years, and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too.

So remember: these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children, and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.

So just be aware; the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of "free-roaming" mode at night, uhh, something about their ******* locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uhh, they used to be able to walk around during the day, too, but then there was "the Bite of '87." Yeah. It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?

Uh, now concerning your safety: the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours, probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll - They'll most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now, since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza they'll probably try to uh... forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit.

Um, now that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with cross-beams, wiring, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area, so you can imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of... discomfort... and death... Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth that would pop out the front of the mask. Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up.

But hey; first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow, uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power.

All right. Good night.

I did not expect him to talk so long, his message had lasted a near 45 minutes. I took his warning to attention and decided to check the cameras. What an odd contraption. It was a headband that functioned like a Go Pro with an iPad attached at the front with some sort of cushion on the ends. It took some time to put the helmet on the first time but after the third try I was able to get the helmet on in a mere two seconds. The rabbit, I think? Had moved off stage! I switched the cameras in a desperate effort to find him. He was backstage, just staring at the empty suits. I watched him for about 5 minutes to make sure that he was off. It was like he, no it, could tell when I was watching. I checked back on the others then I checked on it again. Still in the same place. Then the camera started to glitch out, I couldn't see anything through the cameras. After hitting the contraption for 10 minutes they came back. I sighed with relief. I came to find that the rabbit and the chicken had moved. It was 2 AM now; I still had a very long night. I did a very stupid thing after that. I let myself fall asleep after I turned off the fan. I imagined the rabbit screaming in my face and I woke up in a yelp. I then decided from now on that I would always leave the fan on, because even if the horrors outside the office could still prompt me to fall asleep, somehow the fan helped me.