I stared into the monitor for what seemed like forever. How did he move from his stage? I knew for a fact that they were on a track and were permanently on the stage. There was no physical way that he could have gotten off the stage. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn't notice right away when Bonnie was no longer on the screen.

"Where did he go?" I panicked when I noticed the monitor again.

"Look." Mike said pointing to one of the other screens in the office. There was Bonnie standing next to a party table. I was still confused at how they moved. All of this was shocking and overwhelming to me. Why was I even here? Why was I doing this night shift? And what did Mike mean by being here for the unforeseeable future? What was going on? The rumors didn't seem that ludicrous anymore. I felt a shiver go down my spine.

"Did something change? I feel different." I whispered, too scared to bring my voice up to a normal level.

"Don't move. Stay still. I mean it." Mike said quietly as he slowly reached behind me to close the office door. I heard the click of the lock. I turned my head and almost screamed. I would have if I wasn't afraid of him getting in. There was Bonnie, standing at the doorway. Lifeless eyes staring straight at us. Though he was just a machine, he seemed like… more. I couldn't quite place my finger on it. He looked calculating. I couldn't take it anymore and turned myself to face Mike.

"What the hell is going on here? Why can they move? Why am I here? Am I really not going back to the day shift?" I asked, my voice raising. I was scared. I usually don't get angry when I get scared, but this was different. My life was on the line and I wanted to know why. Mike sighed.

:You won't go back to the day shift. When people come to me, they don't go back. As for the other questions, it's a lot of speculation. No one really knows and there are a couple theories, but no one has openly said anything and as far as the company is concerned, this shift doesn't really exist." He explained, still eyeing the monitors. I saw Chica shift, but didn't see where she went.

"What happened to the others Mike?" I asked, unsure if I wanted to really know the answer to that question. He looked at the ground. He stayed silent for a long time. I couldn't tell if he was trying to make up an excuse or if he really didn't want to tell me what happened to the other people who came to work this shift. Finally he looked up at me.

"They're dead. They killed them." He said, gesturing to the now empty stage where the animatronics normally sat.