“The Children, Your Children,
Are Victims, My Victims…”
“Am I…... really gonna…. die here?....” I thought to myself as the lights in my office faded out….. I remembered back then, about thirty ears ago…. when I applied for the night shift at “Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza”.......
“So, Mike Schmidt is it?” asked Jack, the manager of the pizzeria. “yes sir.” I answered. “you will stay here from 12 until 6am, not a minute sooner.” Jack said, “This one is my overall favorite” he said, as he pointed to the Pirate's Cove, which had an “out of order” sign in front of it. “Foxy is amazing, it’s sad that we were unable to fix him after what happened at the previous location…” Jack sighed, “He was the best on