Day 4x1 - Death Roll
"Tell me where you're hiding him!"
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You still weren't fully used to the whole sleeping the day away but you slept a lot better than yesterday. The rep had must have picked up on the fact you'd be sleeping in the morning because he didn't call. Your dreams were playbacks of the previous night all blurred together.
You woke up feeling refreshed and ready to sleuth more. As you went about your routine you put your 'thinking cap' on.
There was still a lot to think about. Even if you fixed Bonnie there was still the matter of what had happened to him in the first place.
Nobody seemed to know and you kept forgetting to ask the rep if he knew. All you knew was that he was 'slain' a year and a half before the incident with Gregory. And that Vanessa was not working there when he died.
It had to have been murder; there was no way you could come up with any alternative. The club indent, the crushed or fallen dents from some kind of height, damages that look to have been from a fight. It was clear as day to you. It couldn't have been an accident.
The biggest problem was who and why. Vanessa and Gregory were automatically ruled out because they weren't even around. Based on their reactions to Bonnie; that ruled out Freddy and Chica. That left Sun, Moon, Monty, Roxanne and that Music DJ guy. You figure to rule the DJ out because he seemed too big to even leave his area. You hadn't met him yet but based on the picture in the flyer he was too big to do so. Or rather if he did, it made no sense.
You doubted his huge hands could even comfortably wield a golf club, let along hit someone with it. Unless Bonnie fell on a club? There were lots of possibilities.
Not to mention there were other unnamed animatronics you had seen in the plex like those endos, old animatronics in the bowling videos and possible other retired animatronics. The plex held a lot of secrets.
You hadn't interacted with Roxanne at all other than her possibly threatening on your first day. There was also that threat to kill you if you interfered with her game against Gregory. And you haven't seen Monty at all. You think you may have seen him yesterday with Vanessa, going to the...golf course. Huh, it was Monty golf after all. Why didn't it occur to you he could be the prime suspect? You facepalm yourself at this revelation.
Across the room your phone goes off, playing the chase music from the terminator film. It snapped you out of detective mode. You were in the middle of cooking some stir fry so you to not go hungry tonight. It was slapped together with leftovers you had in your fridge and some added seasoning. Taking the pan off the burner you answer your phone.
The time read 6:00PM and sure enough, it was the rep.
"Evening, (Y/N). Do you have a minute?"
"Yeah, of course. I want to talk to you about your recent work." You caught hints of cheeriness in his voice, not the malicious kind though.
"I'm listening."
"Well, first of all, I would like to say good work so far. To be honest we thought Bonnie to be irreparable. Especially after all that time."
"Thanks." Come to think of it you never got his name.
The rep clears his throat. "The main part I wanted to ask you about was your note at the end. Hypothetically speaking, would you be interested in a full time position as robotics manager slash engineer? H-Hypothetically of course."
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Ol' Big Ears
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