You wake up after a particularly horrifying nightmare regarding your past. You lifted your head off the desk as you looked around. Everything was still in order, but you sustained a scratch on your arm. Disoriented, you look at your wound with confusion as the rain poured as heavy as bullets flying from an automatic assault rifle. You swore you could see Foxy disappearing. Before you could comprehend it, you heard a buzzer at the door. You look at the monitor and see a police officer in a parka waiting outside. Confused, you head to the door and open it. “May I help you, officer?” You ask the woman. “You must be.. the new security guard!” She replied, giving you a warm smile.