Buck had told the 118 that he got an extra job in the side. He knew that he was already tired enough from the LAFD, but he had bills to pay. Lots and lots of bills to pay. He was behind on loans, and he didn’t wanna tell anyone about it, he was too embarrassed.

He parked his jeep and looked at the building. An old pizza place he had been to when he was younger years ago. It had closed down months back, but it still needed security because kids would sneak in and do drugs or hook up or whatever teenagers do… hornballs.

“Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria,” Buck mumbled and walked in. Little did he know about the stories that lied between these walls. The souls, and the eyes on him that he had no idea about as he walked by the main stage.

He stopped a moment, looking at the 3 animatronics on the main stage: Freddy the Bear, Bonnie the Bunny, and Chica the Chicken with her little cupcake.

He shined his light over at the pirate cove, “out of order? Seriously?” He peaked behind the purple stared curtains, and there he was, Foxy the Pirate Fox. He looked… old. Torn fabric, metal endoskeleton showing, but his hook was still just as sharp.

He walked to the security office, sitting down in the old squeaky chair, and opened the staticky cameras, but something was off, VERY OFF. Bonnie was gone? Buck looked through the cameras and froze. Bonnie was in parts and service? But he didn’t put him there. What was going on—?! Buck jumped at the phone that rang. He quickly picked it up, and a voice spoke.