The screwdriver creaked and whined as it rubbed against metal, screwing bolts in and out of place, re-wiring the circuits and taking spare parts from boxes to put this thing back together. This thing used to be a fully put together functioning animatronic, hard to believe for sure, seems they just gave up on fixing it. You had nothing else to do around here, the place was all tidied up and things were at peace, you may as well take a crack at it.

You found a spare eye for it, taking off the head and reattaching it, connecting the wires so it could move, then you had to take apart the limbs that were out of place, putting them to the correct part. It was rough, but something to pass the time. You snapped parts back into place only for it to look right at you, snapping its jaws in an attempt to speak, only static coming out due to a broken voice box.