Solar was finishing up his mechanical stuff, stuffing his tools into the toolbox on the desk. He had been feeling this weird hunger lately, which he shouldn't be feeling since he is an animatronic, yet he feels it. "Strange." He thought to himself. Solar adjusted the goggles on his head.. and then suddenly everything went black. He blacked out.

As Solar came out of this unconsious state, he found himself sitting on the floor, an empty animatronic in front of him. "Shit, not again." He thought to himself, his gloves covered in oil. He stood up carrying the empty shell away and tossing it into a box in a staff room, he returned to the Daycare to continue packing his toolbox, he had cleaned his gloves before doing so.