The thing was though, things didn't get much better the next day. The police came back to the store, this time with a warrant. Each employee was interrogated, every inch of the store looked over. There were guys in lab gowns, concerned parents, and reporters everywhere.

Mr. Faz wasn't happy. He pulled Joel aside in the Main Office.

"Look, do we have anything coming up event-wise?"

"There's a birthday party Sunday, but nothing else, why?"

Faz grimaced.

"Make sure that that's the only event. We're not going to be taking any other reservations for a while. There's too many police here to keep the store open."

"Oh…alright."

The next day, there were no customers, only police officers and crime scene investigators. When he saw he wasn't making a profit, Faz tried to get the employees to go home, only to get stopped by the police. They had put the store on lockdown, and they weren't letting any of the employees out of sight. Faz was brought into the Main Office to talk to the police. Joel waited outside until the grim-faced officers left and Faz called him in.

"That new night guard…he's been asking for a transfer to day shift right?"

"Yeah…"

"…We might give him that transfer."

Out of all the things Faz could be talking about right now, that was what Joel expected the least. With all of the police and bad press the store was getting, he had thought Faz had completely forgotten about the night shift.

"Alright…can I ask why?"

Faz grimaced.

"Those cops told me that we're short one of our day guards. He didn't come in today."

"Why are they so interested in hi…Oh…"

Faz jabbed his finger at Joel.

"Don't tell anyone about this. Only tell that Fitz kid what he needs to know, got it?"

"Yes sir."

"We might need to change locations, so see if you can look up the guy that owned the original store."

"…Alright."

"Well…" Faz got up from the desk and walked out. "Get back to work."

Joel sat at the desk. He leaned back in the chair and groaned. He was one of the few people that had gotten transferred over from the first Fazbear's. Things were turning out just like they did last time. Police were coming in, parents were getting scare to bring their kids. Maybe a store change would be a good idea. He tried to calm himself down and recorded a phone message for the night guard.

"Hello, hello? Hey, good job, night 5! Um hey, um, keep a close eye on things tonight, ok?..."

Joel finished up his phone message and took a drink of water, closing his eyes while he let it go down his throat. Finally he was able to relax. He opened his eyes.

The animatronics were all in the office with him. Toy Bonnie was sticking out from the Right Air Vent. Toy Chica was sticking out from the Left Air Vent. Both Toy Freddy and the old Freddy were standing in front of him. The old withered Bonnie was standing next to the Right Air Vent, and the withered Chica was standing next to the Left Air Vent. Behind the Freddys in the hall, Joel could see the old Foxy crouching. Joel's gaze moved down, and he saw the Balloon Boy peering at him from beneath the desk. He looked up, and the Mangle was hanging from the ceiling. Between Toy Freddy and withered Freddy, the Puppet was floating. And behind the withered Freddy, Joel saw the old Golden Freddy suit, slumped over.

Joel couldn't think. He looked at the phone, and grabbed at the Freddy head that was next to the chair and shoved it over his head like it was a security blanket. Joel closed his eyes and prayed. He opened his eyes.

The animatronics had left the Main Office. But the Golden Freddy suit was still there. Joel blinked, and it vanished.

It was a nightmare. That was all. That was all.