Jobs as always are hard, always hard. There is never a time where life isn't hard. My job itself is driving me so insane that i don't even know if ill live up to 50. What comes with difficulty, comes with suspicion, and i had suspicion on the technician at my job. He has a creepy smile and the design of the robots made it look like more sinister like it was meant for something else. My job is at the new and improved Fredbears? Fazbear? Who cares about it anymore. Anyways, we had to go to a new location because the owner of this restaurant had a murder in the backstreet alley of the old location, that's scary to know. Who would even think about doing that. What makes it even worse was that the technician was the suspect but apparently "had no proof". Life is too scary. Anyways, my job is too come in at 6 am after the night guard is done with his night shift and to report any weird things going on. Of course, no paranormal activity shouldn't happen with a couple lousy animatronics. Besides, why would Henry or the technician try to make the animatronics like that. Back to what i was saying, i'm just there to watch just in case trouble happens because Kids fight over anything and a lot of times weird coincidences or incidents happen.
"Another day, another day at a boring job." he says giving a big sigh looking down.
He enters the restaurant looking up to the animatronics, deactivated. On the stage were 5 animatronics. Fredbear, Spring Bonnie, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. Something was scary about all the animatronics though, the way its endoskeletons looked from how their reactions were and sometimes...odor. I hop up onto the stage and activate all the animatronics as they start performing and talking randomly and adjusting their heads and moving their bodies like always. Animatronics otherwise attracted lots of kids which is quite weird because if i was a kid, it'd give me so much nightmares. It's so hard to believe kids these days because they are so mysterious. Who am i to blame kids about this stuff? They should decide about what they like and find comforting for them. Coming off the stage and looking at the animatronics proudly, the doors open.