I checked the cameras, they hadn't moved yet, last night they did. I would quit, but I need the money and so long as I don't run out of power and close the doors when they're here, I should be fine, I made it through last night; the bear's laugh still echoes in my mind. If I had to spend my life here, it would probably be hell. I check the pirate cove's camera, sure enough the fox is out, I check the west hall, he's not there, odd, he ran straight to me last night. I check the stage, the other three haven't moved, but a clunking sound is heard. I check the dining area to see the fox, exploring, as if he had no idea what this place was. The sign on his mini-stage said out of order, apparently someone said it was about this incident that happened, where the fox had bitten some guy's frontal lobe off or something like that. Or maybe he was just faulty. Whatever, he's now sort-off heading my way, but as if he was being directed... creepy...