Jake walked in, and the phone rang.
"Hello, hello? Hey, good job, night 5! Um hey, um, keep a close eye on things tonight, ok? Um, from what I understand, the building is on lock down, uh, no one is allowed in or out, y'know, especially concerning any... previous employees. Um, when we get it all sorted out, we may move you to the day shift, a position just became... available.".
Really?
"Uh, we don't have a replacement for your shift yet, but we're working on it. We're going to try to contact the original restaurant owner. Uh, I think the name of the place was "Wrench's Family Diner" or something like that. It's been closed for years though, I doubt we'll be able to track anybody down. Well, just get through one more night! Uh, hang in there! Goodnight!".
Ok, goodnight.
I went to Wrench's Family Diner as a pup. Why did it close down?
Jake wound the music box, and kept the animatronics away.
Who was the owner? Who is the current owner? Where is Spring Zuma? I still haven't found out where he went.
The night went smoothly, and Jake left.
