Y/N: Who's there?
???: It's me, Mark.
Y/N: Oh...I thought you were some kind of intruder.
Mark: Even if I was an intruder, I don't think yelling out "who's there" is the best move.
Y/N: Noted. Why are you here?
Mark: Forgot a couple things in your office. I figured since your watching the place at night I could swing by and grab my stuff. Your doing a...decent job at keeping the place safe.
Y/N: Decent?
Mark: Did I stutter?
Y/N: No sir. (Asshole)
Mark: Good. Now can you put everyone back on stage? And when your cleaning the place up, use the lights.
Y/N: When did I become the janitor?
Mark: It's in the contract.
Y/N: of course it is.
Following Mark to the office you notice that the animatronics disappeared from their frozen positions. He starts opening lockers as he searches for something. It leaves you confused as to why he doesn't know where he left the items he came to pick up.
Y/N: What are you looking for again? You seem very confused.
Mark: Oh um...hey don't pay attention to me go back to work!
Y/N: Ok then?
Leaving the office you lean by the door pealing through the window. He makes mess in the lockers before finding a grey metal box with you lock on it. He yells in Ali ce as he grabs one of the security jackets and covers the box. Not wanting to be found out, he grabs random junk off the floor and walks towards the opposite side.
Mark: I'm gonna be leaving now! Make sure you lock up the place before you leave.
Y/N: I know.
Mark leaves the building as you watch him drive away. Your flashlight starts to flicker from the almost dead batteries.
Fritz: Need batteries?
Y/N: Jesus Fritz! You gotta stop doing that.
Fritz: What? Can't hear my metal clanking as I walk behind you?
Y/N: Somehow....no.
Fritz: I bet if you were raw-
Y/N: Don't finish that sentence.
Fritz: Just messing with you. So, why was Mark here?
Y/N: I don't know? He was looking for this metal box but he didn't look like he was searching for anything specific. It's almost like he didn't even know what he was looking for.
Fritz: That's weird. Mark is always organized with his stuff. He's kinda like a clean freak when it comes to his job.
Y/N: What happened to the others?
Fritz: We were talking about plans to destroy Him.
Y/N: I get it. But I'm gonna need some more context to help. I literally don't know what the fuck is going on other than you're all dead, are haunting suits, want to murder some dude I probably don't know and is probably dead, aaaaand that every staff meme we either tells me to quit while I still can or to not go too far into the rabbit hole.
Fritz: I can vouch for Mark, Matt, Jack, and Cory. Or to my knowledge I'm pretty sure they just want to get their jobs done. They all know that we're alive but ever since you came by everyone has been acting differently.
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