Chapter 7: You're Fired, You're Hired! (Pt: 2)

                                    

                                          
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   (The scene then changed to the next morning showing me making my way to Freddy's while holding a bottle of soda as I nearly tripped on a curb.)
                          
"Hey! Sorry, I'm late. Traffic was-" I then realized that the office was completely trashed, the chair was kicked over, the fan was still on, with its lid torn open, the balloon decor wall was all popped, nearby boxes were knocked on its sides, and the vent seal was busted open. "Oh my Christ, what the hell happened in here?" I muttered with shock and worry. 
                          
   (The scene then hard cut to the nightfall as we find Mark sleeping in his bed tossing and turning, while sounds of the Animatronic's laughter and the sound of gunfire echoed all around him. But, yet again, it moves back to Nate driving his car while trying to make a phone call with Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy in the back and front seat as they make their way to find the help Bonnie said would be ahead.)
                          
Freddy: Maybe nobody's home.
                          
Nate: It's Freddy Fazbear's, we literally pay someone to be there.
                          
Foxy: *Unintelligible pirate sounds*
                          
   (Suddenly, at that same moment, a truck sound passes by, causing Nate had to swerve the car to avoid a fatal collision. The scene then changed to me sweeping and cleaning up the leftover mess as I sing to myself, as bad as it purposely was.)
                          
"Heh. I guess you did get to sing after all!" I heard Jenn taunt. I blushed in embarrassment as I had somehow forgotten this painful bit of the script. 
                          
   (Back to the film, my earphone then started to ring. I then pressed the button to start the sudden call as I continued my cleaning.)
                          
"Hello, it's Vincent!" I start. 
                          
Nate: Hey, it's Nate. I'm uh... I'm gonna be a little late for my shift. But, don't worry, I'll be there as soon as I can.
                          
"Sounds good. Oh, hey, by the way, have you seen any of the animatronic's lately? I couldn't find them at all today. Luckily, no birthdays or special events were made today, so no kids really seemed to notice their disappearance. Even if they did ask, we either said they were out for lunch or were being fixed up or just gave an employee a spare Freddy costume from the back as a diversion. But, still, I haven't seen them anywhere, not even in Parts & Service." I said in confusion.
                          
   (Nate's eyes then widened, knowing that the same animatronic's were literally in his car.)
                          
Nate: Uh.. no. T-That's-That's weird.
                          
Chica: Super weird.
                          
Bonnie: Maybe, they got into a car and left to go find somebody.
                          
Freddy: Shh! You guys, your gonna blow our cover!
                          
"Sorry, did you say something, Nate?" I asked, thinking I heard him speak through the earphone.
                          
Nate: No, nothing at all.
                          
Bonnie: Why?
                          
Chica: Are you hearing voices?
                          
Bonnie: Maybe the restaurant is haunted!
                          
Chica: And the souls of the undead children keep talking to you!
                          
Freddy: OH, WOULD YOU SHUT UP!
                          
Nate: Hey, I uh... I meant to ask, but, if you see something green tied up in the closet, could you uh... not mention it to anyone?
                          
"Oh, you mean this old thing?" I say as I look over to the robot that was now sitting in the swivel chair on my right. "I found it earlier while I was looking for the others. He kinda smells, doesn't he?"