Jimmy sat in the office, whistling as he looked over the various newspaper clippings. It was just him and Nate, now. Nappy had decided not to come back. And who could blame him? After all, he'd watched his best friend die.

"Hi, Foxy," Jimmy said as he heard the familiar footsteps enter the room. "What can I help you with?"

Foxy cocked his head, and his ears perked up. Jimmy chuckled softly.

"You're adorable," he said. "I've got work to do, though."

Foxy looked over Jimmy's shoulder at the picture of the five children. He pointed at a little boy holding a stuffed Freddy doll. Jimmy looked at the boy the fox was pointing at.

"Is that you?" he asked.

Jimmy looked up to see that Foxy was gone. Looking back down, he circled the image and wrote Foxy's name above it.

"Nate Wants To Battle calling Sunder."

"This is Sunder," Jimmy replied. "Can you meet me in the office?"

"I'm on my way."

Jimmy set the photo aside, and read over his notes. He knew the Bite of 87 was caused by Mangle, and Jeremy was the victim of that, so that incident was unrelated to the missing children. He also knew that someone had used the Golden Freddy suit to lure them away. But, the question was who? And where were the bodies?

"Are these the children?" Nate asked.

Jimmy nodded.

"Yea," he said. "And I think that one with the Freddy doll is Foxy."

"You mean inside Foxy?"

Jimmy nodded.

"In a way, yea. He's a spirit, and he's possessing Foxy."

"What brought you to that conclusion?" Nate asked, curious.

"Well, Foxy was in here a bit ago, and he saw me looking at that picture. He pointed that child out to me."

"What if the bodies are in the animatronics?" Nate asked.

"They could be," Jimmy said. "We don't know. And it's against the rules to take them apart."

"Not all of them," Nate said.

Jimmy looked at Nate.

"You really think...."

"I'd check it out."

Jimmy shook his head.

"They would've checked the animatronics. Besides, I think they would've discovered it when they fixed them up."

"Not necesarilly," Nate said. "I mean, they don't have to take them apart to fix them up. For all we know, they could've just popped new heads on them and called it good."

"I guess you're right," Jimmy said. "How about you check it out, while I work on the paperwork?"

"You got it," Nate said.

He took his flashlight, and headed for the back room.