ch 3

When I returned to the front room nothing had changed. The purple clothed man was still left at the desk staring at the screens. "Hey," I called to get his attention to no avail. "Hey," repeating a bit more sternly. The man lifted his head slightly. His eyes barely appeared over the computer top. 

    "The doors are locked for the party room. Would you mind handing me the keys to open them?" Before I could even finish the man moaned in, "The employee handbook states that the staff should not under any circumstances hand keys over to anyone."

    Finally this man shows that he can be capable of something, but why did it have to be something that will interfere with my investigation? Boy, this is going to be a long night. "If that's the case please come with me to open the doors," a fake smile reminded me to stay polight. 

    One of the most horrendous moans came from the purple guy as his head flipped back complaining to himself loud enough for me to hear across the room. If he were to be any younger his mother would have rung his backside to be as red a cars tail light. Sadly he's not and even more upsetting his mothers not here to straighten him out. 

    When he was able to muster the energy to stand to his feet the guy moaned, "Fine, lead the way and I'll unlock the doors again." At this point I didn't want to linger any longer. Marching down the dark hallway back to the Hero's Tavern room, I happened to look back to see the gap left between our walking praises. This man was trudging behind me as if weighted balls were attached to his ankles.

    Constantly pausing for the man to catch back up in a hallway of silence was starting to drive me nuts. In order to break the silence I tried to commence with small talk, "So, how long have you been working here?"

    Begrudgingly he answered back, "Not long, a week or two."

    "Ok, have you seen any suspicious activity?"

    You could almost see the blood veins in his for head as anger started to rise from my questioning, "No, I haven't seen any activity. All that I know is that this place has been targeted by noise people trying to get this place shut down."

    Gees this guy is a piece of work. We finally reached the DND room as the man was moving faster in anger from our conversation. Quickly unlocking the door to reveal the interior of what looked like an actual tavern. A bar counter in the far right stretched across the wall as a fireplace was on the other side with the brick barricading it so small kids wouldn't get burned. On the right a large thrown over viewing the room and table.

    From that side of the room it felt cold. Not because of the heaters installed but because of the animatronic sitting in the chair, life less, gasping across the room. I stepped closer to it as if something were to be pulling me there. It had a different head structure from the other animatronics. Deep green paint was flaking off from around the edges.

    Down the center of the snout was a split. "Does this piece lift up?" I looked back over to the purple guy who had placed himself against the wall. "It does special action. It spouts small spurts of fire like a real dragon. But that's not where the Dungeon Master's tricks end," the guy seemed to be fascinated by the robotic being. He reached down to the gold plated cheats pulling it open to reveal a hidden compartment large enough for a good hiding spot for a kid during hide and seek.

    Right now it looks like it was being used to collect lost items. "This dragon was programmed to collect left behind objects, but it seems that he is just a kleptomaniac to shiny things," he proceeded to pull out the miscellaneous items and brought them to a large chest underneath the counter of the bar. "That's a lot of lost things and are those gold tokens to the Freddy Fazebear stage?" It looks like this dragon had been busy grabbing assorted shiny objects.

    "Ok, we should get back to investigating for any clues to find the missing children," snapping myself back to the task at hand. I stepped behind the counter to try to open the pantry door. "Would you mind opening this one as well?" Asking the man as he picked through the treasure chest.

    "Fine," he stood up and lumbered over to the door. Looks like the pantry was even themed like a tavern too. Large barrels stacked on top of each other with wine cabinets on top. Each space is filled with sparkling cudder. One thing was missing though. The cameras didn't stretch to this room.