A new Nightguard. That's what you were. In this haunted and eerie place, with no idea what you were in for.

Making your way to the office was already hard as it was, and here you were, at 3am, wearing a Freddy mask. Not only that, you were having a staring contest with what used to be the star bassist at the old pizzeria, who was now a faceless monstrosity.

Neither of you said anything, and you could feel yourself sweating nervously under your mask.