No POV A young man walked into the manager's office. "Hello?"

The manager turned and grimaced. "Are you James Schmidt?"

The boy stared at the poster behind the manager. "Yessir!"

"Here are your hours. Also, grab a mask. Don't ask me. Just take a Freddy Mask."

The boy took one and left.

James POV

I was confused. Why had he grimaced when he saw me? Why did he order me to take an empty mask? I didn't know. I just wanted sleep. So I slept, ready for my shift.