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  Chapter 8 – Tuesday

  Dave wakes up from a phone call the next morning. He wakes up and quickly answers it. "Hello?" Dave asks, as he hears William on the other line. "Get ready and come into work… we've had an incident." William says. Dave hangs up and gets ready rather fast. He puts on his purple uniform, eats breakfast, and gets into his car and drives off towards the pizzeria. Once he arrives, he sees the animatronics in their odd positioning. Dave walks over to them, with them being in low power mode they don't shake. Henry, William and Jim are all standing there looking at the animatronics. Jim looks at Dave, and then looks away. He recognizes Jim from the last location. "Hey Jim…" Dave says, and Jim does not respond. Guess he doesn't trust him. After what happened at the previous location, he doesn't blame him. It was really shady.

  William then walks over to Dave and whispers into his ear "I have a bad feeling about this." Dave nods his head. William walks over to Henry to talk to him. William and Henry then break out into an argument, and Dave watches as his father walks into the kitchen, and Henry stands over by himself. Now Jim, Dave, and Henry are all just looking at the animatronics standing by themselves. Dave tries to look into Freddy's eyes, but then something odd hits him. He sees something. Inside of Freddy's head, it looks like… one of the dead children. Just then Phone Guy walks into the room, and Dave snaps out of it as Phone Guy goes to talk to Henry.

  Dave walks over to Freddy, picks up his head, and walks into the backroom. He walks back out and has Phone Guy help take Freddy into the backroom. The two of them talk for about 15 minutes before walking back out with Freddy and then having the other two help them put the animatronics back on the stage. Dave looks at Henry after Jim leaves, and Henry gives him a disgusted look. That kinda made Dave mad. Henry then walks away and into his office. Dave watches as Phone Guy goes to sit down as Dave goes to walk back into the backroom. He sees his father in there tinkering on the lights. "What are you doing?" Dave asks, as he tries to peek around to see what his dad is doing. William quickly stands up, stopping what he's doing. "Just fixing the lights." William says, as Dave shakes his head. "Dad… you aren't a technician." Dave says, as William then gets angry "Then how about you fix the place up yourself then!" William says as he walks out of the room.

  Dave sits in the backroom on a stool. Thinking. He has to stop this. He doesn't want to be here anymore. He has to find a way to shut this place down. Dave then walks out of the backroom and gets into position as the place is about to open up. He looks over and sees Phone Guy talking to Charlie. Dave wishes that he was liked enough to be able to actually talk to people, but nobody ever talks to him except his father. Nobody trusts him anymore. Phone Guy talks to him though… at least he's nice. Dave has to use the restroom, and so he goes to use it. A few minutes pass, and Dave starts noticing the lights flashing and he hears a lady scream. He finishes up in the restroom and runs out to see what's going on. He walks over to Foxy to try and fix things, but he watches Foxy start shaking violently. "I can't." He says, and he walks away in the backroom and sees his father back there. "It was you, wasn't it?" Dave asks, as William shakes his head. "Don't tell ANYBODY! You blame this on Henry or else!" William says as he walks out of the backroom. Dave looks around to see what he did, but he doesn't see anything off.

  It's closing time, and after that incident Dave really needs his rest. He speaks to Phone Guy before he walks out, and then he heads to his car. He sees Jim on the way out, but Jim just avoids him and acts as if he doesn't exist. He gets into his car and drives off. Whatever his father is up to is not good, but it's not like he can't say anything about it. His father will just drag him along with his schemes and there's nothing he can do about it. It's all pointless.