Luckily they didn't have much to clean, just brushing and throwing out anything they did need, dispose of, donate and or other methods.
As he pushed the attic, he stopped; An old box caught his eye from when he was a teenage.
Opening the box, he was hit with so much: Old pictures, toys, clothes or just items he picked up.
He lifted the stupid plastic Freddy Mask.
You could barely see in those things, and get uncomfortable after a bit. . . Though, he only had it one for one day, and one day only before he could never look at it the same again.
*snap*
He snapped the mask into little pieces, it was plastic so it was nothing and scooped it up in the dustpan and throwing it in the bag.

~

"Hey, dear; How's cleaning?"
"Good; Moving stuff around and sorting stuff, you can look through it to see if there's anything."
Jolene nods, then she placed a bag on the table,"I bought something. Sleeping drops for Oswald.", she held up the box,"I asked, she said for a 10 year old, no more than 3 drops, and he can either drown it with water, or put it the water.", Fredrick nods, seemed more distracted, looking around and seemed more focused on other things.
"You alright, dear?"
"Hm? Yeah, yeah; Sorry just. . . Thinking."
Fredrick, picked up the Trash bag to throw it out.

=

Oswald walked home from the park, he had fun even if he was a little limited with his arm, and against his better judgement; He took the shortcut home.
Walking by Jeff's Pizza.
Jeff was there, looking tired as usually and having a few sodas.
"Hey."
"Hm? Oh, you're doing a lot better."
Jeff handed him a soda,"Uh, old habits.", Oswald nods, leaving him to watch police work.
But they're not going to find anything, not unless they fall into the ballpit.

=

Jeff stayed in his Pizza Place that night, he debated on closing permanently and get another job, or ride out the investigation until they stop and he gets back in business.
. . .
Though, he wanted to make sure none of those cops stole the restaurant's stuff.
Checking each room.
"!"
He was grabbed by the throat, a large rabbit emerged from the room with this black oil dripping from it's eyes, neck and Jeff couldn't scream.
Why wasn't he?
Was it out of fear? Shock??
The Rabbit tightened his grip around Jeff's neck and-
Blood was splattered all over the floor, Jeff was motionless as his head was bit off.
It carried Jeff inside the room, to leave his body to be found.