Bryan's POV
Huh? What's this? Congratulations on making the end of your day. That doesn't mean your job is finished, though. After every shift, you must check outside in the back alley for any animatronics. Okay then... this is already SO weird. Animatronics are often found outside and can be used for valuable parts. The back room can be used for this purpose. Bring the animatronic inside and there should be a cassette player ready for instructions. What? That's it? Vague. Vague, creepy packet. I'm pretty sure that back room is the only one I haven't really checked. I'll do that later. Almost opening time.

Time Skip (9:00 AM)

Most of the staff came in early, which was good. Chefs preparing the kitchen, host getting ready to... host. All seems pretty exciting. I had already explained to them what they needed to know. So now, all I have got to do is sit in a dark room and order things. Print things. The works. Doesn't sound so bad. I made my way to the office designated for my lazy butt and sat down. Hey, this ain't that bad. I looked at my terminal. Old computer, printer on the bottom. Weird kids drawings. Two... vents? To the left and right of me. And a cute little bear character on top of the PC. I chuckled and poked at his little belly. "Cutie, I'll call you... Helpy." I turned on the ventilation and immediately felt cool air pour out of both vents towards me. It felt nice, yeah, this ain't so bad. I clicked on the button on the computer to turn it on. The screen spurred to life for me with a blue screen and four tabs. A loud voice pulled me out of tranquility as it threw instructions to me like. Superfast. 'Wait what? Things moving in the vents? I doubt it's my granddad, Moobu Helalvak.' I thought. This is going to be a long day.

Time Skip (9:00 PM)

Whew. Finally. Day is over. Staff already went home, thank goodness. Not too many visitors, but hey, it is a new restaurant. People aren't going to know about it until I put these stupid flyers up and stuff. No lawsuits either, always a good sign. As I was locking down the place, I suddenly remembered that weird salvage animatronics thing I was supposed to do. "Crap.-" I fiddled with my keys to the place and went around back. Immediately I got a dark feeling to my core. I cautiously approached the side of the building, only using the dim moon as my light to guide me. I went to the doors and laid my eyes on spaghetti. No, a heap of wires? It seemed to be a pile of animatronic parts and a broken mask...? Just... looking up at me. Is this what I'm supposed to salvage? Was this here before? I shook my creepy feelings and unlocked the back door, presenting myself to the musty air. I clicked on a yellowed light and there were two chairs and a table between them, complete with a cassette player. Keep the change. "...Am I interrogating this thing?" 'Alright, old Fredboy, wha'cha do this time?' 'I didn't eat all that pizza, honest!' I snorted at the amusing scenario in my head as I went back to pick this ...thing up. Although, it immediately gave me that same dark feeling again as it seemed to be glaring up at me. I noticed that it had smiled when I had chuckled at that scenario I made in my head. "Listen, man, best if we just get this over with." I just spoke to this thing. Does this count as what humans call, 'social interaction?' I tried to pick it up but made no progress as it was literally just a pile of animatronic parts. But I managed my best to get a hold of it's weird wire arms, and it's weird wire torso to pull inside. I plopped it down on a chair and sat down in the other chair after closing the door. I pressed play on the cassette player and audio began filling the room. Something about tazing them if they move? But not too much else it'll decrease their value? I've play audio and check their response? The safest option being to throw it back out? What? I mean, alright. Beee mysterious... Of course, I proceeded to salvage the thing. Can't hurt, not like talking to a real human being. After the first audio played, I moved down to check the box "No" and looked back up to look at the spaghetti in a... different position? Huh. Weird, did I put him like that? Don't think I did. Anyway, the second audio played, and I looked down to check the second box. I looked back up and. Oh. This thing did move. It moved. This animatronic. Moved. It's staring right at me. ".... What the-." These things? They're, actually... alive? They can't be! They're robots! M-Maybe it's just a malfunction or something? Or it's just still... activated? No, this thing is just parts! Can't be just on! I thought all this was just a weird paranoia from the company. But!- I tazed the thing as instructed to do so. After the lights lit up again, it seemed to be in the position before. I wiped a dribble of sweat coming down my face. Okay pull your stuff together Bryan, you got this. Just gotta make sure Spaghetti Freddy here doesn't murder you. I swallowed and looked closely at him. The third audio played, and I went down to check the box quickly. Now he's just staring at me. Yeah. Okay. I'm either going crazy or this thing is angry at me for playing some weird noises. The fourth audio played, and the fifth with a taze in between. I checked every box "No" when I should've said yes to all and add to the side; "WHAT DID YOU PUT ME IN." Where this form is going? I don't know. Maybe the workers are going to take this when they salvage this thing for parts. After all that was done, I turned off the light and closed the door as quick as I can, making sure to lock it. My restaurant is now a pizza place and a possible crime scene. What fun. Hopefully that thing doesn't do anything or escape. There was nothing in that room besides the door, which was locked, and the vents which... were.... open. The vents were open. Which means he can crawl inside. Which means they weren't kidding around about "something" being in the vent. Oh. Boy. Tomorrow is another day. Hopefully, not a last day for me.