2:00 finally strikes on the tiny clock hanging on the wall behind me, I take another look around the pizzeria looking for my mum and my sister. Still, I can't find them. I god damn wish I watched where that man took them so I could go get them, but I don't know where they went. I'm going to wait until 2:30, but then I'm going to lose it.

2:30 comes, And they're not back yet, which scares me. I get up from my table and walk to the counter to ask them. "Excuse me, there's a special room which caters to birthday boys and girls, where is that?" "What the hell? Get out you pedophile." The cashier scoffs at me. "No I didn't mean it in that way, I'm just looking for my mum and my sister!" "I don't know what you're trying to do, but we don't have a 'special room' for kid's birthday parties, now get out you creep." "No, I want to know where your employee in the purple suit took my mum and sister!" "All our employees wear yellow in their work hours."

At that moment, the most horrible idea of what happened to my family came to me, and I think it came to the cashier as well, as he told me to wait on a seat as he called the cops. My mum and my sister had been kidnapped.

2:42 came around. The police ordered everyone to get out of the pizzeria for their investigations, while the investigators, the whole staff, and myself stayed inside. "Did you see them any time and anywhere before you realised they went missing?" An investigator asked me. "No, I haven't seen them since 1:20." "So you didnt see them leave the pizzeria either alone or with someone?" "No I just said I haven't seen them since!" "Okay, okay, I was just asking for confirmation. Now, could you give us a description of the man who took your family?" "He was wearing a dark purple shirt and pants, he had his face painted purple as well, and he had a black cap on his head. He was white but he painted his face a black and purple-ish colour."

The investigator then turned to the staff and asked them if they ever saw a man like that here earlier, but none of them said that they ever saw a man like that. One of them even said they saw me, my mum and my sister talking into open space then leaving.

*SC-C-C-C-CRATCH-CH-CH*

"What was that?" A cop asked pointing towards the closet. "It's just where we store a broken down animatronic. It still hasn't powered off so it makes the occasional groan or stamp against the floor or walls. We actually all have bets placed on it fo when it powers off."

"I'm going to go take a look at it." "It's not a pleasant sight to see," the cashier says. "We have a search warrant, so we can go wherever we need." "I never said you couldn't, It's just creepy." "Just take me to the closet."

So, me and the cashier walked the cop over to the closet, to see a plastic paw pressing against the small window. "Open it up." The cop said to an employee. The employee grabbed a broom with a metal sheet at the end of it, and unlocked the door, holding the broom it front of him like it was a spear. The cop stepped away with a face of shock, but the detective seemed fascinated by it.

"What the hell is that...fox thing?" The cop asked nervously. "Back in the 80's we had a pink and white animatronic which could be taken apart and put back together again, it over time the kids kept getting the parts muddled up, and some even stole some parts, so we took it away when it got to this state and it's been here ever since, slowly running out of power." "Boys, get this thing out of here," The cop orders the other cops. "What? Why are you taking it away?" An employee asks "Becuase this thing is a danger to the kids and the building. Speaking of which, why didn't you get rid of it earlier?" "Nobody wanted it," another employee replied. "Then why not just throw it out and let the dump crush it?" "It-" the cashier starts before the manager walks in and cuts him off. "We have a contract that states that whoever owns the animatronics aren't allowed to destroy them or throw them out as long as they can still function, or else we'll receive dire fines."

"Well, then let me see this contract and we'll work something out," another cop suggested "I would, but the only copy was destroyed it an attempt to undo it," the manager replied. "Ugh, then we'll take this broken animatronic into storage custody," "That's not a good idea," another employee suggests. "We have a claim warrant that states we can remove anything that is dangerous or suspicious, we could even remove your job if we wanted to, is that what you want?" "No sir," "Good, it'll even probably make the kids who come here in better safety if we take it away,"

So, three of the cops pick up the creepy fox robot and carry it out onto their truck, pack up a few more things, and head off just before assuring me that they'll find my mother and sister. "Hey, before you were interrupted by the manager about that contract that wont let you get rid of the robot, what were you going to say?" I ask the employee. "You're not going to take me seriously if I tell you," "Try me," "Well, we tried destroying it, but where we tried to loosen the bolts, it bit us. And when we tried to throw it away...it crawled back,"