- The Next Day -

After we got the animatronics all nice and scrubbed last night, I decided to make a few rounds of the place, we have a birthday today after all. Electronics are up and running, the pizzeria is fully stocked, and Freddy and the gang are back in their original positions, they still had a lingering stench though. As I was walking around, I ran into Fitzgerald by the stage area.

"Ah, looks like you're here, good, at least you got that memo," I chuckled.

"C'mon man, you know I was sick that day, how was I supposed to know the boss closed the place down?"

"What? You don't watch the news or something? Practically every channel was covering-"

"Well, yeah, I knew that, but that shouldn't have to interfere with my duties as a night guard should it?"

I was going to argue with this, but instead decided to drop it and brief him on the birthday party today. "Alright, so as I briefly explained on the phone, while you were busy guarding the place when you weren't supposed to, we have a birthday party today to attend to. It is important that we give them the Freddy Fazbear cheer only we can deliver, so I'll need you to look after the animatronics while the party goes on. I already made sure everything was up to working order, so this should be simple. Oh, and please be careful, the animatronics have been acting funny recently so keep your spacing."

"Got it, watch the animatronics and make sure the children have a good time."

"Glad you got that, I'm going to talk to the manager to let him know everything is ready. I think the birthday boy has waited long enough."

Once I told the manager that everything was in top shape, he gave me the keys to the entrance, and I immediately let the birthday group in. This should be simple, I thought, since they will be the only people for today. As soon as the doors swung open, a crowd of little smiling faces came pouring in; some rushing for the various arcade games, and others towards the show stage where Freddy and co. were currently playing one of their pre-recorded songs.

Taking the front register, Brett was home sick today, I got the money from the parents of each child, and eventually saw everyone in. I looked around and saw Fitzgerald roaming around the area, watching the animatronics like I told him. Funny, but I swear that, whenever he passed one of the animatronics, it seemed like they just looked at him. Must be my imagination, I thought. Then I felt my arm sleeve being tugged, and I looked down to see a child peering up at me.

"Well hi there, you must be the birthday boy! So, what do you need?"

"Well mister, I was wondering if I could see the pirate robot!"

"Oh, you must mean Foxy, he should be back in Pirate's Cove, that's where he normally stays. It's right next to the show stage, the big blue curtain with the stars, you see it?" I said pointing at it.

Then the child giggled, "I've been here before mister, Pirate's Cove was the first place I went to, but when I sat down and waited, he never showed up."

Confused, I muttered, "That's odd, he should be there, I made sure he was put back there this morning."

At that moment I saw him, he was behind Fitzgerald and he was just...watching him. Before I could show the kid where I found him, I watched shocked as Foxy started to unhinge his big maw, until it was nothing but a big gaping hole filled with sharp metallic teeth and wires. As if in slow motion, I watched as Fitzgerald turned around and bump into Foxy in surprise. Then, Foxy lunged, and snapped down onto Jeremy's forehead. He then sharply pulled back, ripping pieces of flesh and skull from Jeremy's face.

Fitzgerald went down almost instantly, and hit the floor with a loud slam, blood coming out in gushes, attracting the attention of everybody who was currently watching Freddy's show. What I heard next will stick with me forever. Almost simultaneously, everyone let out a bloodcurdling scream and made a beeline for the front entrance, trying to get as far away from Foxy as possible. When I looked down at the place where the kid was still standing in shock, he turned to me, and the look on his face. The look on his face...was pure terror, and he soon was running alongside the rest of the patrons out of the restaurant.

Remembering Fitzgerald, I snapped out of my stunned daze and ran towards him. Foxy was still there, just staring straight ahead, pieces of brain and flesh hanging from his mouth.

"Jeremy! Come on Fitzgerald stay with me! Just keep breathing alright, I'm calling an ambulance, just hang on!"