"What the hell was that thing?!"

When Brian chose to work for Bunny Smiles, he expected maybe a lot of boredom accompanied by a bunch of eggheads telling him what he can and can't do. Given, he wasn't much of a man to be talking about others being eggheads, but his bosses were probably the most egg-headed people out there. Anyway, he'd been expecting a long night of a bunch of nothing. Maybe the occasional goof off on his part with all of the ancient stuff in the K-9 Facility, but even then.

Hell, he wasn't even necessarily sure he was entirely qualified to even work this particular job. 'Facility Caretaker' was what was on his nametag and did that title ever make him feel important. Still though, Brian wasn't a damn electrician or a mechanic; he could barely even change the oil of his car for crying out loud! It didn't really matter in the end he guessed, because he was being paid well enough to not make a complaint. Who was he to tell the guys up top that he didn't even know how the hell a light switch worked when they paid him so well. He'd probably break something, sure, but most of it was already pretty dinged up from what he'd seen.

And did it ever reek in that place.

It'd gone pretty well at first, all things considered. Just test some things, flip some switches he didn't know the functions of, and make sure the animatronics could probably be salvaged! The whole thing wasn't as hard as he was expecting, probably because most of it was automated, but Brian still felt pretty damn proud of himself. Maybe they'd even give him a promotion. Then again, knowing Bunny Smiles for what it was...maybe not.

Now, Brian wasn't a man that could be easily scared, he liked to think so at least, but when a seven foot tall animatronic comes to life and takes a decently sized chunks out of your arm?

Oh, he wasn't so brave anymore.

He'd ran and ran; ran so hard it felt like he was going to pass out.

And then he found his way to a road!

Brian could see a car coming towards his direction.

He could cry.