Just a quick update. The REAL adventure begins in a few chapters' time…

"So Max how was your first week here?" Mr Fazbear asked the teen as he handed him the $120.

"It was, interesting." He replied. "But of course you would know all about that, wouldn't you, sir?"

"Why whatever do you mean Max?" Mr Fazbear was playing innocent, and Max knew it.

Max folded his hands and gave him a stern look.

"Ok, I admit it. But would you have taken the job if I had told you about them? I'm surprised you haven't complained or tried to leave yet. Why Max? Are you that desperate for money?"

"No." Max said defiantly. "But what if I told you that I got caught on my first night."

"Oh, really. How are you still here then?"

"I had a little help." Max said, nodding to Sammy, who was still powered down.

"Sammy? How could he help you?"

"He managed to convince the others I wasn't an endoskeleton."

"But they're just machines! With very basic functions. How could he…" Mr Fazbear grew silent. For all he knew, they could only answer simple questions and follow simple commands.

"Nope. If they were before, they're adapting, changing. They behave like normal humans."

"Fine, I'll stay here tonight, I have other business here anyway. This I have to see!"

Unbeknownst to them, Sammy was having a dream. But this wasn't just a dream, it was a memory…

Samuel Jordan's was on his way to his new job when his phone rang. He fished through his pocket before pulling it out. "Hello?"

"Listen very closely," a gruff voice whispered. "I have some very important information to tell you. I want you to quit that job right away. Do not stay for even one night. Are we clear?"

"Who is this? How did you get this number?"

"I used to work there before you. It is too dangerous. Meet me in the park, now. Ask for a man named Mike Schmidt…" Then he hung up.

Sammy opened his eyes. He blinked them a few times before remembering it was 12 AM. 'Oh well, better get started.' He opened up his internet and began searching for songs. He didn't want to think about what just happened.

(When he does this, imagine him using an invisible touch screen.)

Security office…

"Watch this." Max said as he handed Mr Fazbear the tablet.

"Well I'll be damned!" He exclaimed as he saw the animatronics all 'wake up', checking that no joints were frozen stiff. "Are they- are we safe?"

"Yep."

"What do they usually do? I mean, each night?" Mr Fazbear was leaning close to the screen, trying to get as much detail as possible. 'I wonder if Blu will be the same.'

"Well, Freddy watches the place, Chica does, something in the kitchen, I assume she cooks." He explained, showing Mr Fazbear the disabled camera. "Foxy stays in his Cove, Bonnie- well Bonnie has been spending more and more time in the kitchen lately. Don't know why. And Sammy, he does whatever he feels like."

A sudden loud knock on the window caused Mr Fazbear to jump. Before he could do anything, Max turned on the light. "Hey Sammy."

"Hey Max. Whose thisss?" He asked, indicating Mr Fazbear.

Mr Fazbear stood up, straightening his tie and trying to regain his composure. "I am Mr Fazbear, owner of Fazbear entertainment."

"Hello sir. I hope I didn't scare you." Sammy apologised.

"No, no. I'm fine thank you. In fact, I have something important to announce. Can you get everyone into the Dining Area in a few minutes for me?"

"Sssure."

Sammy opened the curtains to Pirate Cove. The stage was made to look like the deck of a ship. It was called 'The Fox's Revenge', complete with real rope for the rigging and a flag. Sammy slithered over to a door (painted to match the ship), and knocked 3 times. KLANG! KLANG! KLANG! "Foxy! You in there? We're needed in the Dining Area!"

The sound of things clattering to the floor was heard. "I be here lad. Cap'n Foxy just needs a minute. You go on ahead!"

Next, Sammy made his way to the kitchen. There he found Chica and Bonnie sitting against the wall, Chica in Bonnie's arms. "…Sssorry to interrupt you two, but we're needed."

Lastly, he went backstage. Freddy was staring at the empty suits. "Freddy?" No response. "Freddy… FREDDY!"

Freddy flinched before turning around. "Sorry Sammy, I was elsewhere… What did you need?"

"Well, Mr Fazbear is here and he has an important announcement to make."

"THE Mr Fazbear you say? I wonder what he wants."

Once they were all gathered…

Mr Fazbear greeted everyone formally as they arrived, having recovered quickly from his shock. "Hello everyone. I have good news, and then I have good news." He chuckled at his own joke. "The first good news is, we've made so much money from our upgrades (thank you whoever this 'mysterious benefactor' is), that not only are we NOT closing… But I am introducing another member to the Fazbear family! If you'll follow me, we'll go meet him."

Outside…

Mr Fazbear stopped short. There were 3 large crates. 'Three? I only ordered one.' Then he saw the note stuck to one of them:

Thank you for again choosing Aperture Animated©! Because you are a valued customer, we've given you not one, but TWO new animatronics for free! We hope you choose Aperture Animated© again soon.

Mr Fazbear opened each crate. The first one had a bird animatronic inside, like Chica, but it was male, had blue feathers with grey feathers covering the stomach, and carried a drumstick in each hand. Also inside was a complete drum set. Each crate had a label with their name on it. This one was called Blu.

The second one was completely different. A large green T-Rex animatronic, wearing a cowboy hat, shirt, bandana and vest... a cowboy garb to be precise. Behind him was the instrument that no-one would have expected him to play, the keyboard? Tex was the name written on the box.

The last one held a smaller figure. She was a pink doe with a white skirt covered in colourful spots and streamers. "Finally! Another girl!" Chica exclaimed. The doe held a small ukulele. The label read Dottie.

"Alright, let's get these guys inside." Max rubbed his hands together. It was a cold night.

"Good plan, can someone carry them inside please?"

Back inside now…

"Everyone ready? 3, 2, 1…" Sammy reached forward and pushed the button on the back of Dottie's head, as the same was done for Tex and Blu.

At the same time, a robotic voice came from each one. 'Running self-diagnostics. Loading programming: Check. Checking for damage: Check. Loading memory: Check."

"Uh… Hi?"