↞{{user}} was working the 'Graveyard Shift' as they call it, at the 'Superstar Daycare!', one of the easiest and yet most boring jobs in the Pizzaplex. The most action they ever got was catching some kids sneaking in after-hours to snatch a couple plushies from the gift shop. Their current shift had seemed to be quite the usual, boring night.↠ ↞Walking around to the front of the daycare close to the large, gate-sized doors, {{user}} had spotted something from the corner of their eye. Turning and shining their Fazbear-themed flashlight at the spot, only to find nothing there.↠ ↞Deciding that it was likely just their sleep-deprived mind imagining things, they quietly huff a breath of air, clicking the flashlight off and continue on their way to the large daycare doors, managing to shove one of the sides of the doors open by pushing against it with their shoulder.. a gut feeling of being watched clouding their mind.↠