The young man sits down in the chair in the dimly lit Office, it was his first day of his summer job at this really crappy pizzeria. Some people told him that it was haunted and that the animatronics hate the security guards. He didn't believe the ghost stories one bit. He knew about the tragic things that happened to the pizzeria in the 80's, but he still didn't believe the rumors.
Foxy knew that the last night guard had quit. He was aware of that. And he was not happy about it. The last night guard was his favorite, a boy he remembered from when the kid used to visit the pizzeria when he was little. Now that the boy had quit and there was a new nightguard, Foxy was ready to pitch a fit. That's why, with no warning, he dashed down the hallway within the first hour of the new guard's job and screeched loudly, baring his teeth.
