I walked down the hall and to the front
counter. I got my pizza and was walking
the halls as I was eating. As I was
walking past one of the rooms, I was surprised to see that it was empty. Curious, I walked in. One of the first things I noticed was that
there was a stage at one end, with a sign on one of the curtains. Walking closer, I could read the sign, which
said “Out of Order”. I walked closer and
pulled back the curtain. There was an
animatronic fox with an eye patch and a pirate hook. It apparently had not been out of order for
very long, because there was almost no dust at all on it. I guessed it would be fixed sometime soon, as
it seemed like it was a popular attraction judging from the children’s drawings
that were taped to the walls. As a
matter of fact, all of the animatronics seemed to be popular. I gave the drawings one last look and then
turned away and headed out the door.
Continuing
down the hall, I passed a room which was used to store spare parts for the
animatronics. There were extra arms,
legs, a torso, and a few extra animatronic heads. There were also scattered boxes filled with
random animatronic pieces, such as fingers, hands, and eyes. I left the storage room and found the
security office that I would be working from.
It seemed like a fairly nice office.
I sat down at the desk and looked at the security cameras. I could see every room in the building, with
the exception of the kitchen. The camera
had apparently either been damaged or just malfunctioned and now it only
registered the audio. I sat there, just
taking it all in for several minutes.
That was when I noticed the doors.
They were powered doors, and closed only from the inside. Interesting.
I thought to myself. I
wonder why the doors are only controlled from inside. Even security doors have some sort of control
panel on the outside as well. Oh
well, I thought, it must be for security purposes, if someone broke in I
suppose having a control panel on the outside would not be the best idea. Still very….different. Curious, I gave the doors a closer
look. As I peered at the shiny metal
surface, I noticed that the paint had been scratched off from the outside in
several places, and then attempts had been made to paint over it. It must have been rubbing against the door
frame each time the doors were opened and closed, they do seem to be older
doors, but definitely more than enough to protect against any burglars.
I
turned back to the office and looked at the posters on the walls. They featured the animatronics, though most
of them were more cartoon-like, I guessed it was to appeal more to the
children. One of them even listed the
names that had been given to each of the animatronics. Of course there was Freddy Fazbear, who was
the face of the franchise, then there was Bonnie the bunny, Chica the chicken,
and Foxy the pirate, who was apparently out of order, at least
temporarily. Of all of them, I found
that Freddy seemed the most child-friendly, while Foxy seemed to be downright
creepy, with his big teeth, scary grin, eye patch, and pirate hook, I wondered
why he seemed so popular. It has got
to be that hook, what kid wouldn't like seeing a pirate hook and then
pretending he or she is a pirate? I
looked over my new desk and saw that I had some paperwork to fill out, mostly
regarding my insurance, a disclaimer to remove any responsibility of the
franchise for damage to personal property or physical harm, as well as various
protocols and other things I needed to know for the job, like what to do if a
child wanders away from their group, or if a child gets sick, or even goes
missing. After finishing the paperwork,
I decided to take it to the office while I had time before my shift started.
I gathered the papers and headed
down the hall, checking in on the party rooms as I walked. The rooms were still pretty packed, at least
15 kids and several adults in each room.
I walked back into the manager's office and turned in my paperwork. “So what do ya think of the place?” he asked,
“Have you been to your office yet?”
“Quite a place,” I answered, “the kids must love it here. And yes, I just came from my office,
definitely...cozy.” “Haha, I can only
assume you are referring to the security doors?
Rest assured, there is no reason you should need those doors, no one has
broken in here before.” “Yes sir I was,
and that does help me feel better, I am curious though, why do the doors have
the paint scratched off in places?”
“Well, we test the doors out multiple times a week to make sure they are
in good working order so that in emergency, if needed, they won't fail just
when you need them.” he replied. “Oh,
well that makes sense now, thank you.”
“No problem,” he said, “and by the way, here is your new uniform,
complete with a badge and hat. Now you
will be official!” as he was talking, he
handed me a purple security uniform, with a gold colored badge, as well as a
matching security hat. “Oh, thank you, I
will go change into this now.” “Great,”
he answered, “your shift starts at closing time, which is midnight, and goes
until 6 A.M., so it isn't horrible hours once you get adjusted to it.” “Great, thank you.” I said as I shook his hand and headed out the
door.