This morning I sent Scott a photo of the bloodstained golden Freddy costume. I wondered what he had to say about it. He never replied. I went to talk to the owner of the restaurant. Mr. Fazbear. I drove my car down to Freddy's and parked my car in the parking lot. I went straight to my bosses office. I showed him the photo and he was speechless. A couple minutes later of him staring at the photograph he finally spoke. He said it was used for a brutal murder in the late 1980's. I told him that the suit was gone last night near the end of my shift. He had no words. After I was done there I went to the cafe and sat down at a booth to think for a moment. I had recorded almost every audio recording that had played except for the 3rd night. I wanted to know who this killer was. Later on that same day I figured out that his name was Vincent. He was arrested not so long after he murdered the five children. He must of used that empty suit that was in the kitchen but heaven knows where it has gone now. I had stayed there for almost fifteen hours. It's already 11:34. So I got in my car and drove to my job. I got there around 11:45. I sat down to listen to the message

MESSAGE: Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it.

Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow. *banging* It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you uh, when I did.

Uh, hey, do me a favor. *bang bang* Maybe sometime, uh, you could check inside those suits in the back room? *bang bang* I'm gonna to try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won't be so bad. *bang bang* Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there.

You know... *loud scream*

Mikes Schmidt P.O.V:

"What the hell was that!?" "Is he dead." "Thats it I'm calling Scott." Scott, SCOTT! Hello?! "Dammit he won't pick up." I'll check in with him tomorrow. Right now I need to focus on keeping myself alive. Along the left hall I can hear a child laughing. I shut the door because I'm not going to take any chances. I don't even understand why I keep coming back for another night. At least I recorded the audio. This job is sorta scaring me and I'm freaking out. The good news is that I earn my pay check after tomorrows shift. I urge myself to go outside of my office even though I'm afraid to. Across the hall I see five black shadows standing there with white eyes. I run into my office and shut the door. I might be a little bit tired thats all, I might just be hallucinating. Speaking of tired I need to drink my coffee.