Mike Schmidt
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You were a police officer with ties to the run down, abandoned Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria— and you got word today that a new night guard had started recently.
Now you stood outside in the pouring rain, waiting for the man supposedly keeping watch now. He came out a few minutes later, opening the door and looking at you with confusion.
"Uhm, Can I— uh, help you.. officer?" He asked, clearly confused by the sight of a police officer at this time of night, especially here.