Prologue.

Walking alone up the street is something Mike did often. He walked slowly along the sidewalk on a Sunday morning with a nice shirt and tie with some jeans and black converse shoes. He had a job interview at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

With a wide smile, he inhaled and opened up the doors to the restaurant. He was glanced at by many children running by and even waved at by some of his comrades who brought their kids there for a special treat once in a while. Freddy, Chica and Bonnie were, as always, up on their stage moving side-to-side with their mouths moving up at down as the same songs were sang to all the children in the building.

An announcement rang through the room as a man called for all those who wanted to see Foxy the Pirate Fox to head to Pirate Cove to hear him tell stories of his pirate adventures and to sing his pirate songs.

Mike smiled at the children's cheering and excitement. He wished he could work here to get to see all of the lovely children smiling every day. But he didn't get that lucky. He was here for his interview on being the new night guard. The last one-Mike did not know the name of the person-didn't finish his week. Something about the place being haunted. Later, however, the manager was told that the man had some health issues and being alone in the dark with the scratchy noise of the security cameras constantly in his ears might have driven the poor guy mad.

Mike wasn't worried about that problem. He was perfectly healthy and didn't think that the dark could make him crazy.

He walked towards the manager's office and knocked three times.

"Come in." The man spoke. Mike gladly walked in and closed the door behind him. "Ah, Mike Schmidt. How good it is to see you! Sit! We shall go over your resume!" Mike did as the man beckoned him to do. He sat down in front of the desk and the man reached into a drawer and brought out a piece of paper with the words: RESUME/MIKE SCHMIDT written across the top.

After what seemed like a good few hours, the man stood straight up and Mike copied.

"It was nice hearing from you, Mr. Schmidt! I'm sure Freddy's will be glad to have you!" He said in a loud, booming voice while shaking Mike's hand. Mike's eyes lit up.

"I got the job?" Mike asked; hope boiling up inside of him.

"Indeed! You will start tomorrow at midnight and you will find your uniform in your locker." He said whilst handing Mike a key with the text 3A written in bold on it. Mike smiled and thanked the man before heading to the door that read EMPLOYEES ONLY. He pushed the door open and walked towards the lockers where he found locker 3A. He unlocked it and opened it up to find a uniform neatly folded on the inside.

Looks like brand new. He thought. He reached inside and grabbed the uniform. He inspected it and found everything to be in order. He closed the locker and walked out of the room with a smile.

Tomorrow is the start of a brand new and wonderful day.