Saphira checked the front door of the attraction as Toy Bonnie accompanied her. She was still feeling shaken from being chased by the teenager, but she knew she would be fine. With the attraction checked over, Saphira decided to head to the Toy Plaza to get a coffee. Toy Chica was more then happy to make one up for her as Saphira needed something. Though as she walked through the hallway between the main dining room and Toy Plaza, she noticed the smell of bleach. That was odd because she has not smelt bleach anywhere in the attraction before. She guessed that there must have been a spill or something for the cleaners to use bleach.

Saphira sat at the café as she waited on her mocha. She was resting her hands on her cheeks as she casually hit the reboot button on the tablet. "Are you sure you are going to be okay?" Toy Bonnie asked gently, placing his hand on her back. "I understand if you are feeling a little bit out of it."

"I will be fine." She looked at Toy Bonnie with a smile. "Maybe you should go and eat with the others. I am sure you would like to fill up on food at the moment."

"Well, I'd rather make sure you are okay. You are my friend, Saphira." He rubbed her back gently and looked at Toy Chica as the bot placed the mug down for Saphira. He sniffed the air and smiled at Toy Chica. "I see you used dark chocolate in that today."

Toy Chica chuckled softly as Saphira picked up the mug. "The darker the chocolate, the better. Plus, it goes rather amazingly with cinnamon."

Saphira sipped the coffee and nodded in agreement. "She is right. Now you both go and get something to eat."

"I'm not hungry," Toy Chica responded with a smile. She looked at Toy Bonnie. "I can keep our friend company while you go and eat your fill, Toy Bonnie."

Toy Bonnie was a little reluctant, but Saphira seemed to be relaxed enough. "Very well." He rubbed her back a little more. "I am sure you will ask for Springtrap if you need his presence."

She looked at him with an amused expression. "I'll be fine, Toy Bonnie. Trust me." She smiled at him as she appreciated the concern. "Go and eat. Toy Chica will be more than enough company for me."

Toy Bonnie smiled at her and turned to leave. "I shall be back to spend time with you soon. And hopefully, we won't get any further trespassers tonight."

Saphira watched him leave and turned to sip her coffee with a sigh. Toy Chica slid a plate towards her and Saphira saw there was a red velvet cupcake. "I know you didn't ask for it, but it never hurts to have something sweet."

"I already am with the cinnamon in my coffee," Saphira said with a smile, holding up her mug. "But the cake actually sounds nice."

"Honestly, I think having someone try and attack you must be something you were not expecting. Actually, none of us ever expected it." Toy Chica smiled at her spindly as Saphira sipped some more coffee. "What were your plans for tonight?"

"I was honestly going to see if we can do a bit singing and dancing tonight," Saphira said thoughtfully. "I…I am not a good singer, but I would like to have a bit of fun with you guys. I'm a bit tired of just sitting in the office, talking and painting. Plus, we all agreed to do karaoke at some point."

"That sounds like a lot of fun!" Toy Chica said enthusiastically. "You know, we can still do the karaoke. Just because the start of the night has been ruined by a group of teenagers, doesn't mean the rest of night has been ruined."

"You are probably right." She set the coffee down and picked up the cupcake to eat. "I guess I just need a little bit of time to relax." She licked her l op pa as she chewed on the piece of cupcake. "I still cannot get over how good these are."

"They sure are," Toy Chica said enthusiastically. "Sometimes I eat them when I feel like something sweet." Saphira fully understood as she cannot deny the enjoyment of eating a really nice cake. "Are you good at baking cakes?"

"I am alright. I don't do much cooking or baking, but I do enjoy it when I do." Saphira sipped some more of the coffee, enjoying the warmth spreading through her body from within. "Maybe I should make some while I am here…I don't think that is going to cause too much trouble if I do. Plus, you all will get to have something that is different from pizza and does not involve human flesh."

Toy Chica chuckled softly. "That would be true. Chica and I would be very happy to help you. We have always been interested in cooking. We often stroll through the kitchen, wishing and dreaming that we could cook a banquet for all of our friends. We don't even know if we would even do a good job, but we would try."

"A banquet usually takes hours of preparation and cooking, Toy Chica. It is a good idea, but…even I would need a whole day to do that." The animatronic was surprised as she didn't think it would take that long. "Maybe one day." She sipped some more of the coffee and licked her lips. "Hmm, I feel a lot better now that I have had some coffee."

"Day or night, it seems to bring out the best in people." Saphira nodded in agreement as she finished off the coffee and stood up while eating some more of the cake. "Are you heading back to office?"

Saphira shook her head. "No. I noticed a strange smell before. I might go check it out before I go back to the office."

"A strange smell?" Toy Chica frowned curiously and followed Saphira as the girl walked towards the exit of the Toy Plaza. "What kind of smell? I don't think I smelt anything strange. The only thing weird I noticed today was some young man with dark hair was looking at us animatronics strangely. I feel like I mete him before too."

"Really? Interesting." Saphira didn't know anyone else with that description, so she couldn't think of them. "How young do you think they were?"

"Probably eighteen or twenty, there abouts." Toy Chica shrugged as Saphira walked out of the plaza and sniffed the air. The animatronic sniffed as well and she picked up on the scent of bleach. "Oh, a chemical smell. Wait a minute…we only smell this whenever there is a big spill of blood or something that needs some kind of strong cleaning product."

"That would be bleach." Saphira walked to the end of the hallway to go through the Haunted Classroom. The smell was getting stronger, but there was nothing in the phantom area that would suggest that bleach was used here. "Bleach is something that is used to really clean things. And using it to clean up blood would be an option…but…" She looked at Toy Chica with a frown. "The problem is, there was no bleach smell last night. But there is one tonight. Which to me says something happened."

"Well…I am afraid I don't have any information on that," Toy Chica said slowly as she seemed worried about what this could mean. "Maybe the others do, but…I only know that there was one young man I recognized. I remember he and Mike had spoken to each other a lot."

"Ah, you must be talking about Ethan." Toy Chica and Saphira turn their heads as Fredbear walked into the Haunted Classroom. He sniffed the air with a frown and hummed softly. "I saw the young man myself. He and Mike were having some kind of discussion, but the young man had punched Mike in the cheek."

"He did?" Saphira was surprised and frowned. "Mike had no injuries on his face when I saw him earlier…that is weird."

"Really? He got a big, red mark on his face. That is weird…unless he's really good at make up or something." Fredbear was a little disturbed by the smell of bleach as Saphira left Haunted Classroom with the two animatronics behind her, following the smell towards Chica's Love Chapel. "I don't think I remember anything this strong coming from there."

"Unless something was really being gross in the room, I am also surprised." Saphira grimaced at the idea, and she really didn't want to follow the smell. She looked at Fredbear curiously for a moment. "Aside from this Ethan punching Mike's face, was there anything else that you saw?"

Fredbear thought about it for a moment as he looked back over the day and hummed softly before he shakes his head. "I am afraid not. That was the only thing that stood out. I will admit, I can still faintly smell both of their scents, even though that bleach is horribly blocking it." He rubbed his nose with a grumble. "Why it is so strong, I do not even know. It hurts my nose."

Saphira was hating on the smell too. She walked up to the doors to the chapel and she covered as the smell was strong enough to burn her throat. She grabbed out her flashlight and pushed the door open, shining the light inside the hallway. The scent was stronger and she guessed perhaps it was at the bar. She tried to not breath in the air too much, but it was very hard as she walked through the hallway quickly. But she noticed the scent was weaker new the bar than it was by the bedrooms. She was surprised because there was carpet in the bedrooms.

She figured she would find evidence in the bedrooms. So she began to open each door to check and found that the rooms had no evidence. Except for one. She spotted spots on the dark carpet, and they were clearly caused by bleach. She opened the door to the bedroom and she coughed as she breathed in a huge waft of bleach and she needed to get out of there. She rushed out of the chapel to find the open window in the Haunted Classroom for fresh air. Fredbear and Toy Chica were surprised when she rushed out, and followed her back to the Haunted Classroom when she stuck her head out the window to breath in the fresh air.

"I don't think I have ever encountered such a strong smell of bleach in my whole life," Saphira said as she took deep breaths. "Damn…even my chest feels funny from those fumes…I don't know when it happened or why, but no one can go in there. It's a hazard."

"But why would there be bleach in there in the first place?" Toy Chica asked in confusion. "It makes zero sense." She gasped suddenly as something startled her. "Ah, Springtrap. I see you've cleaned yourself up after all that."

"Yes, well, Saphira doesn't appreciate blood being smeared on her body," Springtrap responded jokingly, making Saphira look back at him with a smirk. "I guess you noticed the smell, huh?" She nodded. "I was going to tell you, but we had to deal with those teenagers."

"Yeah, I know." She took a deep breath and pulled her head back inside. "Do you know why there is bleach in one of the bedrooms?"

"All I know is that Mike and the young boy went into the chapel just before the attraction closed, and Mike came back out wearing different clothes and holding a black, plastic bag," Springtrap responded, looking very uncomfortable as he spoke. "I could smell Ethan's scent. And it was his blood. I do not know if Mike killed him, or the Freddles. I did hear pitter patter in the vents before he left the chapel. After that, he went back in with a large bottle with no label, and now we smell this."

Another person that Mike killed? What did Ethan know? Or…was Ethan working with them and had a change of heart?

Saphira rubbed her chin before walking back towards the chapel. "Something is really weird about all this. Ethan must have known something he should not have, or said something that made him a target. But to do it in the chapel? That is weird…unless Mike has some fetish he wanted to play out." She shuddered at the idea as she walked out of the Haunted Classroom. "I might as well check the room out."

"Is it a good idea?" Springtrap asked worryingly, placing his hand on her shoulder gently to stop her from walking. "The amount of bleach made you run to the open window for fresh air. I don't want you to get sick if it is toxic."

"If I had a mask, maybe…" Saphira wouldn't know if this place had any. But she also had no choice. "I need to look in there." She hummed softly as thought on out to combat the bleach. "I'll just have to be quick. And come back to the window, and maybe open the window inside the room too to let in fresh air."

"And you would also be giving another entry way for trespassers. But I do understand that you need answers. But…" Fredbear glanced at a nearby vent with worry. "Would this not possibly warrant Afton sending the Freddles after you?"

"He might, but we will just have to see if he does," Saphira responded bluntly. "Even if I find no evidence, I'll at least ease my mind. But I'll be needing to breath in the fresh air for a while once I have spent time in the room." She stopped in front of the chapel doors, scrunching up her nose a little at the smell of bleach. "You don't have to come with me. But do take me out if you think I've been in there for too long."

"The aroma of the chemical is kind of hurting my throat," Toy Chica complained as she rubbed her neck. "I never have felt that before. I don't like it. I'll have to drink some water or something. I think you are crazy to go back in there."

"Yeah, well, I was crazy enough to stay here too." She smirked as Springtrap frowned a little and she shrugged and pushed the door open. "Time to see whatever he left as evidence."

Saphira walked into the bedroom and opened the door. She covered her nose with her hand to reduce the amount of bleach getting into her lungs. She shines the light around and saw there was huge spots of bleach on the carpet and the bed itself. She wondered what the hell happened as she walked over to the window and opened it wide to allow air inside and to let the bleach smell out, and any chemical lingering in the air.

Nothing else seemed out of the ordinary as she checked the bathroom as well. The bed didn't look like it was used, but Saphira didn't know if she should be concerned. The only thing she did notice was a pair of shoes stuck behind the armchair, which could have belonged to Ethan. However, another thing caught her eye. A Foxy plush sitting on the tall boy in front of the bed. She knew there were no animatronic plushies in the other rooms, so this stood out.

She walked over to grab the toy before walking out of the room as her eyes began to water and get irritated from the lingering chemical. She almost walked into Springtrap because of how blurry her eyes became. "Ugh! Can you take me to the bathroom, Springtrap? The chemical is irritating my eyes."

"Of course." He gently took a hold of her hand and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "I see you found that plush. I am surprised you took it."

"I'll…look at it closely in a moment." Tears fall from her eyes as the irritation make her clench her eyes shut. "Please, just take me to the bathroom, Springtrap. I need to wash out my eyes."

Springtrap carefully guided Saphira through the attraction to the nearest bathroom. Seeing her eyes run like that from the irritation worried him. Fredbear and Toy Chica followed as well as they too were worried about Saphira. Even if the irritation did not have any kind of permanent damage to her eyes, Saphira could be uncomfortable for the rest of the night. And there went the karaoke night that Saphira had wanted to do tonight.

Fredbear opened a door in front of Springtrap as he guides Saphira into the bathroom. She could not see, but she knew where she was. She heard a tap being turned on. "Alright, how do we wash out your eyes?" Springtrap asked worryingly.

Saphira tilted her head back. "I'm going to try open one eye. If you can cup some water with your hands, pour it directly into my eye. It might cause brief discomfort, but I will feel so much better once the irritation is gone from my eyes."

She lifts her hand to her right eye to pull open her eyelids, grimacing at the irritation in her eye. She waited a moment and barely saw Springtrap's hands over her face before jumping as she felt the cold water running into her eye. She was quick to whimper and close her eye again for a moment before blinking her right eye quickly as she felt relief. She sighed tilts her head back for Springtrap to wash the left eye out. She jumped again when she felt the cold water rinse out her eye and she blinked quickly before leaning over the vanity in front of her, splashing water on her face.

"Do you feel better, now?" Springtrap asked worryingly as Saphira grabbed a paper towel to dry her face. "Your eyes were blood shot red." She grumbled and opened them, looking in the mirror. Springtrap softened his expression as he felt bad for her. "Was it really worth getting your eyes all horrible like that?"

Saphira looked back at herself in the mirror as she saw the red in the whites of her eyes. She still felt some irritation, but not enough to make her terribly irritated. Her shirt was wet from the water and she shivered a little from the cold feeling. She looked at the Foxy plush as she noticed it felt kind of heavy. She knew this particularly plush was not heavy. And that meant something was not right with it, and she felt like it was worth it.

"I think it was." Saphira took a deep breath and looked at Springtrap with a sad expression. "I wanted to do some singing on the stage. I figured we might as well do something fun tonight instead of sitting in the office most of the time." She looked at her reflection again with a worried expression. "It feels like we won't ever have a night that we can…have fun."

"We will, Saphira, we will. But…I guess plans do not always play out the way that we hope they will." Springtrap rubbed her back gently as his lips curl into a gentle smile. "You already had a stressful night. I think some quiet time will be best." He gentle lifts the tablet in Saphira's hand and pressed the reboot button as he could hear the alert going off. "I am sorry that…well, no apology can reverse the past, I guess."

She smiled at him and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you are right. Plus, I have something to fiddle with." She looked at the plush again. "I don't think this is something that Mike left behind though. So…this might actually be concerning."

"What do you mean?" Toy Chica asked curiously with a frown.

"This toy is heavy, and it shouldn't be," Saphira explained to the toy animatronic who widened her eyes in surprise. "This means that there is something inside the plush that doesn't belong there. My guess is a camera."

"Camera?" Fredbear narrowed his eyes and shook his head at the very idea. "Who in the world would want to put a camera in one of those rooms?"

"I can already guess why." Saphira did not know if this was connected to someone's computer or not, but if it wasn't, she got to it first. "Thankfully, I should be able to see what is on the camera without using any kind of computer."

Springtrap was curious about the find as well. Saphira turned to leave the bathroom with the animatronics following her. "I wonder if it would capture audio as well."

"If it is fully functional, it should. Though…" She did stop at the door after pushing it open and looking up at the vent. "I won't know if I regret it until later." She knew that Afton was likely watching and listening right now, and there really was no escaping. She did see she was in the hallway between the Haunted Classroom and Toy Plaza, which she wasn't surprised as Springtrap hid in here whenever he needed to clear his mind. "I guess the others are cleaning up the mess."

"Yeah, they are," Springtrap nodded affirmatively. "Though they should be pretty much done soon. There will be no evidence of tonight, just like any night trespassers enter this building, or decide to remain behind after the attraction closes." Springtrap didn't know why people stayed behind anyway. It seemed like a foolish decision to him.

"Good. I still get amazed at how good your cleaning skills are. I am kind of jealous. I can never clean like that." Springtrap and Toy Chica chuckle at Saphira's comment while Fredbear just smirked in amusement. "And I am not talking about the overkill of bleach that Mike used."

"We know. But it is necessary so people don't get suspicious." They enter the main dining room, and they were greeted by Bonnie. Springtrap smiled at the bot as the animatronic had a worried expression. "I see you have had your fill, Bonnie."

Bonnie frowned a little, glancing at the Foxy plush briefly, before looking at Saphira. "I heard you hurt yourself before, Saphira. Your tail bone, right?"

"Yeah, it's fine though." She still had a bit of pain from landing on her tail bone, but she was not super uncomfortable. "We just found a huge amount of bleach in the chapel. Apparently, this Ethan person and Mike knew each other."

"Ethan?" Bonnie widened his eyes in surprise. "Wait…what? And…something happened between them?" Springtrap, Fredbear and Saphira nod affirmatively, which Toy Chica shrugged in uncertainty. "Odd. Ethan is actually Mike's younger cousin."

"He is? I never knew that." Springtrap sounded genuinely surprised by the information. "Then why would he kill his own family?"

"You think he killed Ethan?"

"It does look suspicious when Ethan punches Mike, and the two go into one of the empty bedrooms in the love chapel, and Mike comes out in different clothes with a black, plastic bag with Ethan's blood coming from it," Springtrap explained to the Bonnie as the animatronic listened. "On top of that, there is a huge amount of bleach in the room they were in. Saphira needed to get her eyes washed out because of the chemical in the air."

"That would explain why your eyes are red. I was about to ask." Bonnie chewed his teeth together for a moment. "I, uh…Ethan used to look up to Mike. I am not sure if something changed…but…I do remember Ethan…um…I remember Mike yelling at Ethan a couple years ago for going through files. But I am not sure if today has anything to do with that incident."

"Maybe he was suspicious," Saphira said thoughtfully as she listened intently. "Did Ethan ever meet Afton?"

"I think so. I actually think Ethan helped for a while. So I am not sure what changed. Unless it was recent. And…well…if something has changed because of you being here, Saphira…um…" Bonnie paused as worry filled his expression. "That means something really bad is being planned for you. I…man, I wish you left when you had the chance."

"That does not sound good." Fredbear was also concerned as he listened to Bonnie. "And to think, I have been here longer than you have, Bonnie, and you still know more than me. But I am often stuck in my own room, so I do not see and hear a lot. What you say makes sense though." He huffed in irritation and looked at Saphira. "I guess this means that Mike was sloppy."

"Yep. So it would seem." Saphira didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe it was in the moment sort of thing, but Mike really didn't seem like he was hurt when she saw him earlier. He must have covered it very well. "But…Mike was in the office when I arrived…did he go to the chapel after nine?"

"Yeah. He came through the front door, I think he saw Ethan and he got mad. He was huffing and puffing when he walked through. And he followed Ethan to the plaza," Bonnie explained and he looked at Toy Chica. "He must have been punched by Ethan in the plaza, I presume."

"He was. I remember seeing it. I didn't even know who the young man was, I have only seen him before." She turned her head to see Freddy walking over with a curious expression. "I see you walked in on an odd conversation."

"Yeah, but I overheard enough. And, geez, quite the story. I saw strange things between those two as well." Freddy looked at Saphira kindly as the girl listened to them. "Though maybe whatever game Afton wants you to play, it could be simply part of it."

"That too." Saphira shuddered and walked towards the other end of the dining room to head to the office. "I think I need to sit down for a bit. I really am feeling tense."

"How about a massage?" Springtrap offered as he followed closely behind Saphira. "I don't intend on leaving you alone tonight, by the way." She looked at him in surprise. "Not after seeing that girl chase you with that knife."

She looked away as she felt her cheeks heat up a little. She wasn't at all surprised that Springtrap wanted to be close to her after the incident. And yet, she liked the idea as well. He brought her comfort, and she knew that he also wanted to see what was so strange about the Foxy plush. Saphira still wondered if it was possible this was deliberate. It was too strange for her to find the room with bleach stains over the floor and bed, and it seemed very convenient. As far as she knew, no one saw Mike take out a body. They only smelt blood, and that didn't mean Mike's cousin was dead. But she was going to find that out soon enough.