(Authors note - I am trash and can’t wright for my life. Please excuse me I have to go jump off a building and fall into a giant trash bin.)
Terry dashed across the halls. Eyes peering through the doors quickly. Checking each room to see what was happening and where the deadly robots where located. Old Bonnie, in the party room. New Freddy still on stage. Mangle in the prize room. Foxy and Freddy where in the storage room. Melody and her little doll still occupied. So far he was doing good. Or at least he thought that until he reached the office. New Chica where in the vents darn it!
“CHICA IS IN THE VENTS YOU BLOODY IMBECILE!!!” Terry screeched as he dashed in the office.
The New guard flicked the lights on as he put on his mask. Terry stared as the giant chicken walked towards the desk. He was still not use to it. The way the lights flickered as they got close. The robot walked away , giving terry a slight nod as it walked out the door. The guard took off the mask , giving him a worried glance. There was something wrong here.
He scanned around the messy room. Pulling his short , well combed , black hair. No one was in the vents. No one was in the hallway. The guard had just giving a compliment to the music box just a few minuets ago. Melody was still singing with joy. What was missing…
His brown eyes widen as he realized there was a missing item on the desk or should he say missing person.
“Hey! Um… Newbie… Where’d the fan go? Y'know… The person that sits on your desk and annoys the liven day lights out of ya and blows spit at your face?” Terry questioned.
“No No sé, señor… There was no fan guy here today Señor tablet.” The night guard responded with puzzlement.
That was weird. Finnick and Terry were always the one to say hello to the night guards. Of course terry went straight to work once he introduced him self. Finnick never really left the office unless the guard was already dead or if they threw him across the room(don’t ask) .
Where was Finnick?