It was actually about 11:35 when Matthew had actually walked in at the convention. He had merely glanced at the animatronics as he walked to the security office, unaware that they were following him with their eyes, staring and watching his every step. Matthew was still just thinking about how easy this job sounded.

*This is probably the best job out there that I could've gotten. $450 a week just to watch over some anime convention. Who'd even be crazy enough to break into this place? The animatronics alone should scare them off...* he quietly thought to himself, shivering as he saw how they had looked in low light. They were, to him at least, creepy. It almost felt like their eyes bore into his soul, but he knew that couldn't be right. After all, robots weren't alive. He had just reached his office. While it was not the same one that he met Mairusu in, in was spacious and comfortable in it's own right. Doors on either side, both open, as well as a desk with a swivel chair, which he sat down in. As soon as he sat in the chair, he pulled out his phone and looked at its digital watch. 11:55. Already? Time sure seemed to fly in this convention. Suddenly, the phone rang, startling Matthew. He picked it up, but only to discover that it was a recorded message. Sighing, he put the phone back down and pressed speaker, then listened in:

"He-hey, hey! Congratulations on the new Night Watch job! I actually worked at that place before you, crazy huh? Just finishing my last few days in fact."

"Anyway, I'm recording this message to help you get settled in on your first night, I know it can get quite overwhelming there, but you'll be fine! Things do tend to get a little 'weird' at the night times, but there's nothing to worry about. The animatronics can get up to a bit of mischief at night, so be aware that the girls do tend to explore the place. They are put into some sort of 'Night Mode,' so they are limbered up for the shows in the day time... something like that."

"But, anyway, the only real risk here, if any, is the fact that the girls here... uh, if they see you... will play a bit... 'rough'. Now, that might sound good for some people (cough), but with the heavy assets they have, you could imagine the discomfort... and death... uh, yeah. They don't tell you these things when you sign up, but hey! First day should be a breeze, I'll chat with you tomorrow."

"Uh, remember! Check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, goodnight!"

*Uh, what?* Matthew thought. *These sexy robots wish to "play" with me and allowing them to do so will result in death?* Matthew certainly didn't think this job would be so easy anymore. In fact, it seemed like more of a heavenly nightmare than a simple night guard kind of career, especially if what the guy on the phone just told him was true. Just then, the clock struck midnight, and Matthew's first night shift had just begun...