3. A Job Opportunity
Over the next few days I became nocturnal. At night I had nightmares, so I ran into the woods to cry. My mother is also mourning my brother, but she doesn't seem as terrified as I am. I don't blame her though, because she hadn't seen him at the pizzeria. I also stopped eating, but I don't care if I'm starving myself, because if I die, at least I'll be with my sister and possibly my brother, and that will be better than what I have now. However, today my mom comes into my room with the telephone and shakes me awake. Groaning, I sit up and she hands me the phone. "It's your father." She whispers. I actually smile for once when I hear his voice. "Hey, Cassie, how ya doin, kiddo?" My voice falters a bit when I speak; "Not so good, Dad. You heard about Dante, right?" My dad clears his throat. "Y-yes Cassie, I've heard... I'm so sorry sweetie." Suddenly I just broke down. Having my dad to confide in is not something I'm used to, because he's always travelling for his job. I haven't seen him in four years.
A few weeks later, Dante is still alive. I am still alive. Police are investigating Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for any clues for why Freddy bit my brother, like if someone tampered with the animatronics. It's also just turning July and I needed a Summer job to pay for my college. I already have about 3,000 dollars saved up but I still need a few hundred bucks. Mom seemed to sense this as well, so on Tuesday she laid out newspapers on my nightstand and said, "Find a job." Apparently a month was enough time to get over the looming threat of loosing my brother. Okay then, fine, I will find a job. Surprisingly, in the first newspaper I pick up, I find what I am looking for. It's a job as a security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.