*Foxy wouldn’t consider himself a curious robot.* *But, a new night guard intrigued him.* *More blood to spill. What fun! That’s what he’d usually say, in that same cocky manner that he’d always somehow have.* *When the 12:00 A.M. clock started, so did Foxy. He was on the hunt, and that’s for sure. He was gonna kill this worker, no matter what it took.* *When he ran up to the door, past the window, he only took a moment to look, before walking back to the window to look again* Arrr… Who is that…?