"Reporting back at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria where tragedy has once again struck this once family-friendly pizzeria. Jeremy Fitzgerald was the victim in question, who is now recovering steadily at the local hospital, after having his frontal lobe and most of his forehead forcefully removed by a faulty animatronic. After another thorough investigation by police, they found the cause of the problem in a pulled wire in the animatronic 'Foxy'. This caused the said animatronic to short-circuit and almost end the life of the victim. The manager of Freddy's Pizzeria has stated that he shut down and put the robot into permanent storage where no child will ever see him again. Although in light of recent events, we can't be certain if anyone will come back to this once friendly pizzeria-"

Putting his face in his hands, the manager started muttering to himself.

"It's over. The restaurant I built from the ground up, and for years it has run as the most well-known pizzeria by kids everywhere, is going into the ground. I knew this would happen eventually, but not like this, never like this. First the killings, then the blood, and now this? God help me, how did this happen to us?"

Outside the door, I was busy answering questions for the police among the patrons of the birthday party yesterday. What once were happy faces, are faces of sadness and horror, how could we have come so far, only to fall so hard? As soon as I was done with the questioning, I went to see the manager. When I opened the door, all lights were off, the only source of light came from the t.v. which was currently broadcasting yesterday's events.

"Sir?" I asked.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Are you going to be alright. Out of all of us you are taking this pretty hard..."

He then whipped around, knocking various Fazbear merchandise off his desk and turned to face me. His eyes were red with sleep deprivation, clear lines on his face showing his old age, and his hair whiter than usual.

"Pretty hard, you say? Look at my face! This event has caused me to lose sleep, even more so than the children entire week has been nothing than a series of unfortunate events that has led us to ruin! Employees are quitting left and right, and now I'm certain business is going to drop again, as if it wasn't bad enough. I am thinking of calling some businesses who may be interested in this place, but I doubt any will pick up."

"What about the animatronics sir? If this place will still be up and running, I don't think the patrons will be so thrilled seeing these robots up and walking about them."

The manager chuckled at this,"No, I don't think they would be, I'm going to see what our boys who take care of the electronics can do with them. Maybe keep them to night-roaming mode only? At least it won't scare the patrons, but we'll need a new security guard to look after them since our old one is...incapacitated at the moment. Bah, I'm getting ahead of myself, let's just focus on keeping this place as family-friendly as possible and thriving."

"Right, of course sir. Oh, and one more thing, you said that employees have been quitting in light of recent events, will any have to be replaced? Y'know, besides the security guard?"

"Well we don't need many people, Brett surprisingly decided to still work here so the front register is covered, and you seem to know a lot about this place, how to keep the electronics up and running. And the people who do the main work on animatronics still work here, even knowing the risk they are taking, I guess they think dismantled animatronics will be less of a threat than fully built ones. The people who make the pizza are ok with staying, just as long as they continue to work as far away from the animatronics as possible. So the position of security guard, seems like the only position needed to be covered."

"I'll start posting Help Wanted signs right away sir, I'm sure we will be able to find someone willing to take the job."

"Glad to hear it, but until then will you be willing to take that position, at least until someone can be found of course."

"I would be glad to, I do love working here after all, like you said."

"Thank you, like I said business may not be good for quite a while, but as long as we stay alive, we may thrive."

Smiling at this last comment, I made my way out the door. Funny, I have never worked the night shift before, only the day shift, but it couldn't be much different, right?