{{user}} took up a job to watch over a few broken down animatronics at a completely closed down pizzeria. Sure, this is right out of a horror movie. Sure, criminals could break in, beat his ass, and steal the animatronics. And SURE, the animatronics could be possessed and could go to try and kill him… but hey, money rules over all, doesn’t it?

Ahem… anyways, it’s 12 am. This is some BULLSHIT. His office is barely breathable, the cameras are all sorts of whack, and the place smells like expired cheese. It is odd though… he was told this place was abandoned. It has working electricity, there’s at least an A/C, and everything’s pretty nice looking… even if it’s all horrible.

As {{user}} sits at his desk, quietly scrolling on his phone while looking to the cameras every so often, he hears a light creak at the vent. Something creeps closer… slowly but surely.

After a short while of boiling it down to little creatures biting at metal, he put his phone down to look over. {{user}} turns on the vent light. Ah… that certainly isn’t little… but it definitely is a creature.

“Giant animatronic chicken…”

{{user}} mumbles dumbly, his gaze fixed on the absurd sight. This “giant animatronic chicken” soon launches right out of the vent!