Riley waved her goodbyes, pushing it about how creepy it was and how they were going to get me. I ended up punching her arm to make her stop but she only laughed and threw one more joke at me before punching me and running off.

I had to follow her back inside only to get the tablet and head back out to the guard house. I unlocked the tablet and checked out the few new cameras we had. It was only three. One inside the box with night vision, one that faced the opposite of one of the cameras already in section B pointed toward the box, and one final one… pointed at the guard house.

I had told myself I'd look at these earlier, but I had forgotten to do so. Messing around with Riley too much. Now I wish I'd done that so I could ask why they'd put a camera on me.

Brushing that aside I put the camera back to the one beside the section B-2 camera. At least this way I could keep an eye out for anyone going near the box. I then locked the tablet and went to look at the other cameras.

Nothing going on. Seemed like any other night to me.

With a shrug I stood and grabbed my nightstick, sliding the tablet into a small backpack so I could carry it with me. If it was portable, might as well make use of it.

I pushed open the door and proceeded to do stupid ninja stances for my own entertainment before jumping out into the night with my nightstick as a 'gun'. Quietly I stalked around the junkyard slipping into section C which only had two cameras from how short the walkway was – and it looped back in with section B.

Every place I could fit, I'd hide and pop out with my 'gun' pointed to an invisible enemy. I followed after my enemy until I came to section B-2's camera and the new tablet cam. "Darn. Lost 'im," I muttered to myself before starting down deeper into section B.

The air was cold; a harsh sting against the back of my nose whenever I breathe in. Once I reached the end of the section I marveled at how high the trash was piled before turning back. That out of my system for now, I strolled back toward the guard house slowly. Pulling out the tablet I checked out the box. Still nothing.

This was dumb. Why did I need to keep an eye specifically on them? Big on the internet or not, who would want an entire giant robot that bit someone's face off? Now that I thought about it there were some creepy people out there who might want it…

With a sigh I locked the tablet and stopped to put it back in my backpack only to have a loud crash catch my attention. Instinct had me pull out my taser from the backpack; put my nightstick in the holder on my belt.

Like earlier but less playfully, I slipped down the pathway to where the camera was. I peeked around the corner and felt my heart stop. The door to the box was open.

I yanked the tablet back out of my backpack and flipped to the camera inside the box.

For the second time my heart stopped. Foxy was gone. That damn fox was missing!

I ran to the box and threw the door completely open, looking at the spot where the animatronic had been. "No! Dammit!" I looked around the box at the other three still left inside. "How?! I just checked the camera! Dammit, fox! Where'd you go!?"

Panic set in as I ran back to the guard house. I kicked in the door and flicked to the cameras near the back gate – where the dump trucks came in. Nothing. I checked around the area but when nothing came up I searched every camera in the dump.

Nothing.

How could that thing vanish like that? I needed to find it.

I grabbed up my nightstick and turned it on. Immediately I ran out toward section D near the gate. The chains and lock were still there and the barbed wire across the top hadn't been messed with.

Puzzled I began searching the fence but there were no breaks at all. At least nothing big enough to fit a robot fox through. Big enough for people to get through. Even so there was no way that someone could get that thing out of the box before I could see them in there.

I turned back heading to the guard house.

Scratching my head I looked back down section B at the still open door. I had just come from down that way, so maybe it was taken up toward the front office? Flicking my light on and off a few times I headed up to the main office. I expected there to be a broken window – or door since it was glass – but nothing was wrong. It was all as it had been when I started my shift.

Another sigh. If I didn't find this stupid fox then I was going to lose my job. Well, at least the tablet didn't die on me. Didn't help when I LOST one of the things the tablet was for!

I facepalmed. Hard. "Ow…" I glared at the wristwatch that had smacked my head. "Okay, Mikey. Calm down. Where could that thing be?" I scratched my head. "If I were an animatronic, where would someone hide me?"

It hit me.

I rushed into section A and down the rows of trash. Tripping, I was thrown head over heels coming to a stop just outside the dog kennels. I felt a cold chill run up my spine. From where I lay in the dirt I could see into the darkness at the robot sitting in the corner shrouded in darkness.

Someone had managed to pull that fox clear across the junkyard into the dog kennels without me seeing them.

The chill spread further into my fingertips making me bolt up and pull out my taser pointing it in all directions. There was no one there. The fear creeped up further until I turned to face the kennels once again.

Lowering the taser I just stared at the fox.

"Did… Heh… No way…" I stepped closer to the kennels, reaching out to the chain-link fence. The gate gave way and crashed in on the kennel. I shrieked and jumped away from the sudden sound. "It couldn't…have…" My eyes turned from the fallen gate back up to where the animatronic lay in the corner. The words that came out cracked with fear.

"Did you get here by yourself…?"