Thread:TheLastHappyPotato/@comment-35195751-20190524234021

Everyone enters the office for a quiet night of guarding a pizzaria, when suddenly the phone rings...

Liz grabs it and puts it on speaker...

''Uh Hello? Uh welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. I'm the guy who works the shift before you, and I thought I'd clarify some things to you before the clock turns to 6. The only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh.''

''I'm sure you'll do fine. There's a camera to monitor the rooms and two buttons that'll let you close the doors if anything comes by...''

...

Wait what?

Everyone looks at the clock. The time is 5:30 