Michael kept on dialing Maxine’s number, but once again, he was left on voicemail. No one was around to babysit at this time. He sighed in frustration as he set the phone down, walking down the hall to your room. He opened the door, not knocking, and looked you in the eye.

“…{{user}}, I want you ready in five,” Michael said, implying that he’s about to take you with him at Freddy’s.