When she arrived at the pizzeria for her next shift, Heather was relieved when no one had brought up the incident from the previous night. If no one investigated the Pirate's Cove, she might even be able to keep the job for another week.
That was a pretty big if, of course, but it was still a definite possibility.
The security office looked the same as when she had left it last night; dirty, grimy, and generally unappealing. Heather sighed as she sat back into the chair. Hopefully, this night would end up free of homicidal robots trying to kill her.
Fortunately, the animatronics had learned their lesson, and didn't bother venturing outside the stage that night.
In fact, it would have been a completely normal shift, if not for one incident that occurred at 5 AM.
Heather had glanced at a poster from one of the cameras, which she could have sworn hadn't been there before. When she put the camera back down, she noticed a golden bear mask on the desk that hadn't been there before. Its presence was presumably agitating the radio, which emitted a loud hissing noise.
"What the..."
Before she could react, the mask suddenly took to the air and launched itself at her face. This was accompanied by a loud, mechanical roaring that ended after a couple seconds.
Heather grunted, and pulled the mask off her. She decided that the place must be haunted, as she distinctly remembered not taking any hallucinogens before beginning her shift.
It was a pretty lame haunting, though, if all it offered was a teleporting bear mask. At any rate, there was definitely something she could do about the haunted restaurant. She would just have to bring a couple artifacts for the next night...