The events of Tuesday night had shaken Lizzy up a good bit. Having to deal with animatronics trying to kill her by stuffing her into a suit of cramped, painful death had been bad enough. The Marionette having a… To put it simply, a disturbing romantic interest in her was a completely unnecessary addition to it all. There wasn't really much she could do to against that. Even if Lizzy was safe during the day here (at least in comparison with her night shift), she felt pretty doubtful that there was anything she could do to er… curve the interest away from her.

Trying to use reason wasn't going to work. The animatronics had been out for her blood from day one, all because some night guard decided to murder kids because felt like a case of carpe diem. Something she the night guards in the past have paid for. Trying to talk was not going to work. Plus she may have actually blown her chance at that option when she started fucking around with them some nights.

Knowing she wouldn't have to work Friday night had kept her going. Brought down only when she looked ahead at the calendar for October next month and saw her birthday was on a Tuesday. What a wonderful birthday that would be.

"Thanks again for agreeing to do this shift," Mr. Davidson told Lizzy. They were in the security office, Lizzy sitting in the swivel chair as she sipped on some coffee to help keep her awake while the Manager leaned against the doorframe. Having only been able to take less than a three hour nap, she was still feeling exhausted after her night shift. Foxy had been a bit more aggressive than he usually was. Probably pissed off that Lizzy was lasting so long. "I know that this doesn't give you much time to rest, but you just have to get through this shift and you won't have to be here tonight."

"Good to know," Lizzy said dryly as she picked up the tablet and switched to the camera in the dining room. A few pirate themed decorations were seen here and there, including some pirate hats and toy swords, eye patches and hooks were laid out on a table for the kids to help themselves to. "So, where's our Pirate Captain?"

"Just finishing getting ready in the men's room, I think," Mr. Davidson replied before standing up straighter. "Do you need something to eat?"

"Be right back."

Lizzy hummed and looked through the cameras. There were a couple customers here already. Not too many, but not unexpected since the pizzeria hadn't been long open. But seeing other people here though…

It was a sharp contrast to her time here at night. She still loathed those animatronics, but it was almost a little fascinating how despite being utterly psychotic they could act completely normal during the day. Maybe even acting… sane? Maybe calm was a better word to use. At least she could work here without feeling stressed for once. She couldn't good off like she wished she could during the night, but staying alive was reward enough.

"I'm back." Mr. Davidson returned to the office and placed down a plate with a generous amount of fries. "I know it's not much, but the pizzas are still in the oven."

"Thanks," Lizzy said as she picked one up and bit half of it off.

"No problem. I'll be in my office if you need me." Lizzy nodded as the Manager left and looked back to the tablet again, and flicked through the cameras lazily. Out of habit she had moved to the camera pointing towards the stage often. Just as an assurance that hose animatronics weren't going to be moving anytime soon. At one point, Lizzy was almost certain she had spotted Freddy glancing back to the camera in return, even if brief. Lizzy had lingered there only a moment longer before moving to the other cameras.

Lizzy hadn't seen Phil yet, but was feeling some curiosity about how he would be dressed. Probably a little ridiculous by adult standards, but in the eyes of the kids here, he would probably look like a genuine pirate. Like, maybe from Peter Pan.

"Ahoy there, matey!" Phil's cheerful voice came from her left, and Lizzy looked to the west hall door.

Phil was wearing a faded grey trench coat with a red and white striped shirt underneath, beige pants and black boots. A sheath for a fake sword hung around his waist, and black pirate captain's hat with a big red feather was on his head. He also had a black eye patch over his left eye with skull and crossbones printed on it.

Phil gave a dashing smile as he raised his toy sword proudly.

"I be Captain Phil Ellis, the most dangerous man in the seven seas!"

"If you're the most dangerous, those seas are probably a good bit tame," Lizzy told him cheekily, smiling back as Phil pouted.

"Hey, I would be a very intimidating pirate! I just prefer to make kids happy."

"Governments quiver before you and your might," Lizzy told him, smiling back at him. "So, what exactly are you going to be doing today, 'captain'?"

"I have a map to give to all the lads and lassies," Phil was grinning again as he spoke in the pirate voice, pulling out some yellow tinted paper out of his coat. "They has to use the maps to find the treasure. Wonderful, sweet tasting booty known as candy!"

"I suppose you can't tell me where this candy treasure is, can you?"

"Apologies, lass, but Captain Ellis is too fair a man to just tell ye. Perhaps if there is any treasure left, I shall give you some."

"Thanks for the offer, captain. Better be careful in case Foxy gets jealous," Lizzy told him. She had said it in a joking way, but a part of her was a bit concerned. Foxy couldn't get off of his stage during the day to do anything, could he? Lizzy wanted to believe so, but what if Foxy (or any of the animatronics, really) tried something against Phil just because the two of them were fairly close?

"No need to fear, Liz. I wouldn't be captain if I didn't know how to look after myself." Phil dropped the pirate accent. "So, uh… Since neither of us is busy tonight, do you want to go get something to eat again? Maybe go see a movie if there's anything on, or get some drinks again?"

"Sounds like a plan," Lizzy accepted, almost grinning a little. Another night out with Phil was certainly more appealing than this shithole and everyone else in it. "I guess it will be an honour to go out with the supposedly most dangerous pirate in existence."

"As it should be," Phil chuckled as he sheathed the fake sword. "And I shall tell you of my many adventures out at sea, all the battles I have been in and how many times I got away with many crimes."

"I look forward to it Mr. Ellis," Lizzy told him. "I just have to hope there aren't any sea wenches that I'll need to compete with to get your attention."

"Not at all," Phil waved it off. "I only plan to take you, the most feared woman pirate in the entire world, out for food and fun."

"That description does feel very accurate," Lizzy mused as she stretched her arms out. "But it's good to know all that I'll be the only one with your attention tonight."

"Of course you would. I don't see why you wouldn't have my attention," said Phil. "It'd be pointless just asking you to come with me if I'm not focused on you."

"Phil, it's almost time!" one of the employees yelled for him. Phil grinned and gave a small salute to Lizzy.

"Gotta go, but I'll visit when I get the chance, Liz," he promised before leaving the office. Lizzy smiled and looked back to the tablet as she grabbed some more fries to eat on.

Lizzy embraced being able to sit in this office in complete peace for once. If she could have made some smart ass remarks to the animatronics now, she would have. But she likely would have cursed and the last thing Lizzy wanted was to be fired because she cursed animatronics in front of kids.

Shifting through the cameras, Lizzy would focus a little longer on the game room where Phil was. Just to make sure he was okay and that none of the animatronics decided to mess with him. Plus it was funny to watch him act like a pirate and interact with the kids. Hell, it was even a little bit… cute in a way. Especially when he gave one of the little boys a piggyback ride.

But Lizzy still had to look through the other cameras so she left Phil alone to his and the kids' fun. The band was playing one of their stupid songs for the kids who hadn't gone to play pirates. At least those damn bots were behaving. Checking Pirates Cove, there wasn't any sign of movement except maybe when people walked by within the cameras line of sight.

She looked on, and on, and on. Until Lizzy stopped at the camera in the east hall.

There was something written on the wall there, in red. It was a bit hard to make out at first glance because of the angle of the camera. Though if Lizzy tilted her head to the side, she probably would be able to make it out. She couldn't exactly ignore it anyway, could she? There hadn't been writing on the wall before. Lizzy could guarantee that. It was probably just another hallucination or element of the supernatural shit that happened here.

Tilting her head to one side, Lizzy was able to make the message out more clearly.

'Fear the father, pity the son. Know the spirits are damned.'

There may as well have been question marks floating above Lizzy's head. What the hell was any of that supposed to mean? The spirits she could sort of understand. That meant those kids that were murdered here, yeah? It made the most sense in Lizzy's mind. But the rest of it just seemed like gibberish to Lizzy. Just in case it came up again though, Lizzy took out her phone as as kept her eyes on the tablet screen and took as good a picture as she could If the message. Satisfied with the picture she did take, Lizzy popped some lemon gum in her mouth and went through the cameras again.

Nothing had happened in that following half hour. Lizzy had actually nearly forgotten about the strange message. It could have very well just have been her imagination, caused by the very little amount of sleep she had managed to obtain before the start of her shift. She'll check the picture she took later to either confirm or deny this.

Though it wasn't just words on walls that would bug Lizzy out that day.

Camera after camera, Lizzy landed in the Parts and Services room and paused as she looked down at the tablet.

Lizzy recalled the night she had soap shoved into her mouth. She thought back to the little girl (Mallory according to the newspaper) who had gone to the Marionette. Then, she thought back to what she had seen before then in Parts and Services.

The figure she had seen then was in that same room now. A shadowy male figure with tiny white dots where its eyes should be. Staring straight back up at the camera. Lizzy thought for a moment she felt a coldness rush down from her head to her toes, but she didn't think too much on it. It was just… Well, Lizzy wasn't sure what to call it.

But she continued to look at the figure through the camera, and Lizzy felt that the mystery being knew she was here and staring back at her, not the camera. Lizzy wasn't sure why she continued to look back, she… She just did.

Another whiteness soon appeared on the figure's face. Around their mouth area. It widened and widened and curled upwards. Thin black lines making gaps giving the impression of a big, toothy smile.

"Who the hell is-?"

'IT'S ME! IT'S ME! IT'S ME!'

Those words flashed all over the tablet screen in red a few times. Or it appeared that way. It had flashed enough times to irritate her eyes and make her blink and rub them before looking back at the tablet again.

The shadowy figure was gone.

Lizzy stared a little longer at the room. Perhaps ina vain attempt to see if he'll come back. But it was pointless. Lizzy could only shake her head to herself. She should have known she could never have a completely normal work time here.

At least it was pretty mild in comparison to the usual shit.