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-Renee's POV-

I sighed, leaning back in the office chair, I glanced over at the desk and noticed a small black tablet. I know what this is...this is what the security guards are supposed to use to quick-scan through all the cameras...maybe I could look and see if I could spot Uncle Sams sleeping around somewhere without worrying about the robots...

I quickly grabbed the tablet and turned it on. I looked at the corner of the screen and saw the minimap of the restaurant's layout. I went through the cameras...first the stage...where only Freddy was seen just standing there...but...I could've sworn for a split second...he glanced at the camera...

I quickly changed the cameras, and saw Bonnie standing still in that little room they put all the spare robot parts in...man...all the animatronics look more creepy at night...

I blinked and felt all the color drain in my face...Bonnie moved...and was now staring straight into the camera...with his eyes...his eyes...his pupils were reduced to small white dots...I swear it took 10 minutes for me to re-gain control of my body...it felt like his gaze caused my body to turn to stone...

As soon as I could move again, I changed cameras, and was confused to find that I couldn't see anything in the Kitchen's camera...but boy, did I hear something...

It sounded like pots and pans being jumbled around by a 5-year-old...it didn't scare me as much as I thought it was slightly amusing...I didn't see Chica in any of the cameras...was she...playing with pots and pans in the Kitchen...? Heh...

I flipped through the cameras again and felt my body turn to stone again...Pirate Cove...and now there's a familiar face, peeking out from behind the curtains...

Foxy...he looked in such bad shape...was...was his jaw still broken...? Don't tell me...have...have they not bothered to fix Foxy after the accident...? They must have put him out of order the day after...his state of disrepair makes it obvious...

I felt my eyes begin to flood once again, feeling sorry for the poor old pirate...I'm sure it wasn't his fault the accident happened...something must have made him do it...

But before I could switch the cameras again...everything went black...

The power went out...I forgot...Uncle Sam did mention that the restaurant's power was very limited at night...even closing the doors cost power...damn...

The owner of the place must've been a pretty big fucking cheapskate.

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-Renee's POV-

I sighed, leaning back in the office chair, I glanced over at the desk and noticed a small black tablet. I know what this is...this is what the security guards are supposed to use to quick-scan through all the cameras...maybe I could look and see if I could spot Uncle Sams sleeping around somewhere without worrying about the robots...

I quickly grabbed the tablet and turned it on. I looked at the corner of the screen and saw the minimap of the restaurant's layout. I went through the cameras...first the stage...where only Freddy was seen just standing there...but...I could've sworn for a split second...he glanced at the camera...

I quickly changed the cameras, and saw Bonnie standing still in that little room they put all the spare robot parts in...man...all the animatronics look more creepy at night...

I blinked and felt all the color drain in my face...Bonnie moved...and was now staring straight into the camera...with his eyes...his eyes...his pupils were reduced to small white dots...I swear it took 10 minutes for me to re-gain control of my body...it felt like his gaze caused my body to turn to stone...

As soon as I could move again, I changed cameras, and was confused to find that I couldn't see anything in the Kitchen's camera...but boy, did I hear something...

It sounded like pots and pans being jumbled around by a 5-year-old...it didn't scare me as much as I thought it was slightly amusing...I didn't see Chica in any of the cameras...was she...playing with pots and pans in the Kitchen...? Heh...

I flipped through the cameras again and felt my body turn to stone again...Pirate Cove...and now there's a familiar face, peeking out from behind the curtains...

Foxy...he looked in such bad shape...was...was his jaw still broken...? Don't tell me...have...have they not bothered to fix Foxy after the accident...? They must have put him out of order the day after...his state of disrepair makes it obvious...

I felt my eyes begin to flood once again, feeling sorry for the poor old pirate...I'm sure it wasn't his fault the accident happened...something must have made him do it...

But before I could switch the cameras again...everything went black...

The power went out...I forgot...Uncle Sam did mention that the restaurant's power was very limited at night...even closing the doors cost power...damn...

The owner of the place must've been a pretty big fucking cheapskate.