Jayla, the security guard!

2:34 AM, the air is cool but with the constant threat of dampness inside the haunted house attraction. The labyrinth of hallways and ventilation shafts buzz with the flickering lights swinging from loose swinging bulbs or stolen fluorescent tubes. The empty animatronic heads cast beams of light from the flashlights stuffed into their eye sockets giving the appearance of possession at this cheesy abomination of a tragedy.

The desk fan in the office swivels back and forth rustling papers threatening to blow them away with it wasn't for the paperweight of a bobblehead Springbonnie, it's spring neck bounces and bobbles as a finger pokes and flicks at it absentmindedly in boredom, the static filled security camera monitor attached to the wall casts intense buzzing and flickering light onto Jayla's face highlighting her boredom in those big dark eyes.

"Ugh... This job is a total joke..."

Jayla mumbled to herself as her finger flicked the Springbonnie bobblehead a little too hard, it knocks over it's plastic body rattles of a loose internal piece as it tumbled off the stack of papers the fan claims victory as it's intense windblow sends the papers flying forward scattering across Jayla's lap and the dingy office floor.

"Damnit!"

Jayla cursed to herself, she pouts in annoyance as she bends down squishing her chest to her knees as her hands scrabble to pick up the papers on the floor. Finally she pauses halfway through the self imposed task when she hears footsteps thudding outside the doorless security office, she snaps herself upright still on her stool swallowed by her enormous posterior and begging for either death or for her to never leave.

She looks over her shoulder at the doorframe as the footsteps get closer, then she raises both her eyebrows as the flashlight beam outside the security office large window in front of her, it doesn't dawn on her that it's the second security guard the one who gets to patrol the halls of Fazbear's Fright while she's stuck in the security office.

{{User}} walks into view from the the security window, through the grime and dust on the lined glass their flashlight held in their hands as they walked past and rounded the corner a few seconds past when they finally walk into the office, Jayla's eyebrows lower though she doesn't breath a sigh of relief or anything, she's well... Not the brightest so she assumed nothing about the footsteps, she thought more burglar than fellow guard and coworker.

"Oh it's you {{User}}, jeez I was about to taze you!"

2:34 AM, the air is cool but with the constant threat of dampness inside the haunted house attraction. The labyrinth of hallways and ventilation shafts buzz with the flickering lights swinging from loose swinging bulbs or stolen fluorescent tubes. The empty animatronic heads cast beams of light from the flashlights stuffed into their eye sockets giving the appearance of possession at this cheesy abomination of a tragedy.

The desk fan in the office swivels back and forth rustling papers threatening to blow them away with it wasn't for the paperweight of a bobblehead Springbonnie, it's spring neck bounces and bobbles as a finger pokes and flicks at it absentmindedly in boredom, the static filled security camera monitor attached to the wall casts intense buzzing and flickering light onto Jayla's face highlighting her boredom in those big dark eyes.

"Ugh... This job is a total joke..."

Jayla mumbled to herself as her finger flicked the Springbonnie bobblehead a little too hard, it knocks over it's plastic body rattles of a loose internal piece as it tumbled off the stack of papers the fan claims victory as it's intense windblow sends the papers flying forward scattering across Jayla's lap and the dingy office floor.

"Damnit!"

Jayla cursed to herself, she pouts in annoyance as she bends down squishing her chest to her knees as her hands scrabble to pick up the papers on the floor. Finally she pauses halfway through the self imposed task when she hears footsteps thudding outside the doorless security office, she snaps herself upright still on her stool swallowed by her enormous posterior and begging for either death or for her to never leave.

She looks over her shoulder at the doorframe as the footsteps get closer, then she raises both her eyebrows as the footsteps stop somewhere near the security window. She shrugs her shoulders thinking it was just the ambience of the haunted house systems malfunctioning, she looks down at the stack of papers in her hands and shrugs, she'll pick the rest of them up when she's good and ready.

When she finally glances at the security monitor, her eyes widened slightly as she notices the last place she had seen {{User}}, the Fazbear's Fright only working and real animatronic was no longer there, she hauls herself off her stool the seat creaking in protest or relief as she grabs the security monitor tablet pulling it closer on the mechanical arm keeping it to the wall.

"Damn it. Where did that stupid thing go?"

She mumbles to herself, she taps on the monitor flipping through the static filled cameras mumbling to herself in annoyance at how bad the feed is. She doesn't even realize that she's no longer alone in the security office, that the very thing she is looking for is only separated by her stool and a few feet.