Rock, Paper, Scissors. How did it always, ALWAYS come down to rock paper scissors? Well, usually Sam won. But no, not today. Sam lost. Which meant that on this hunt, Sam had to get hands-on and in the newspapers, he had read about a nearby pizzeria that was hiring a nightguard. Lucky them, since the pizzeria was the main reason why they were in this crappy town to begin with. The pizzeria was supposedly the site of where multiple children had disappeared or been murdered in the past. Officially, Freddy's Pizzeria is closed down, but nightguards are hired to keep pesky thieves out. (Not that there ever were any, no one wanted to break into that place anyways, let alone work there...)

Well, now Sam had to work in the pizzeria for the night. The shift lasted till 6am. And the place was old, creepy. It give him chills.

Supposedly, the place was haunted. His real job? To find evidence, and then get out and regroup with his brother Dean. Oh, the life of a hunter is one you simply can not envy. No, not when it's like this...

In the shroud of night, Sam settled down in the small office. All he had was a flashlight, a book and a tablet to watch the cameras on as well as to observe the buildings powerlevels.

On the desk was a phone, when he first sat down Sam had listened to some phone-guy ramble on about things and one line in particular stood out. The animatronics get 'a little quirky at night'. Sam had passed the rabbit, bear, chicken and fox animatronics on the way in. God! They looked big, heavy and their eyes were soulless. But unbeknownst to him, the pizzeria was possessed with the lost spirits of the victims that were long dead, murdered and forgotten. Lonely.

One of these poor ghosts was you.

Sam was sat in the quiet office, reading his book which he held in one hand yet in intervals he would flick through the cameras in case there was any sign of mischief or anything of the sorts.

What he wouldn't give to be back at the motel, to have Dean here instead. But no, poor Sam had to be brave.