The Interview

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"What are those?" I ask.

Thomas looks back at me raising his eyebrows slightly before seeing what I was talking about. "Ah, those of course are our main attraction."

There were three of them, one a purple bunny with a matching colored guitar in his hands, while another was a bright yellow chicken with a bib that read 'Let's Eat' The final one was a normal colored bear a microphone in his hands.

"Bonnie is the rabbit, Chika's the chicken, and of course Freddy Fazbear," he gestures dramatically.

"There's actually one more guy, he's back here."

He took me to the far corner of the party room where a curtain hung. Thomas pulled back the curtain revealing a fox with an eyepatch and a pirates hook.

"Foxy you see is undergoing maintenance.  Some kids pulled at his arm and the screws came undone.  We decided we better just replace the screws considering they were beginning to rust. They're supposed to be coming in a few days. "

He then lets the curtain drop, covering the fox once again.

He then walked down a narrow hallway and turned into a room with an oak desk with a computer monitor and a fan on top.

"Here we go" Thomas smiles gesturing to the chair, "Go ahead, sit."

I sat in the chair hesitantly.

"Okay" he said remaining standing. "I just need to make sure you're not an assassin or murderer or such, so that you won't be a danger to our facility" he smiles.

I smile back, "Alright."

He then opens one of the desk drawers and brings out what looked to be a form. He places it on the desk in front of me, "Please fill this out."

I look down at the paper as he pulls out a pen from the left side drawer. He handed the pen to me and I clicked the end.

Name:

Easy enough, Rachel Green.

Age:

Twenty.

Previous Work:

I swallowed nervously putting down none.

I then started filling in the rest of the form to the best of my ability and finished in a matter of minutes.

I handed Thomas back the form, turning the chair around to see him.

"Alright," he says looking down the form, "Looks like everythings in order." He then frowned slightly, before smiling again. "Alright well, your first day will begin at midnight so I'll make sure to tell the manager. Thank you for signing up for this, it really helps me a lot."

"No problem I guess...." I smile.

I guess the previous work didnt matter as much as I thought it did.

He smiles back, turning to the corkboard behind the computer and picking up a key, "Here's to get in here, cause it'll just be you and the animatronics"

I nod slowly, "I'll be there."

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