From the perspective of Hisstronic '2.0'
He took the suit to Backstage guiltily. Then we trudged back to Pirate's Cove, apologised to the cameras and sat in silence.
The next night we heard buzzing again.
But this time it was louder.
Only Bonnie had activated; Chica and Freddy stood still and lifeless.
Suddenly the wall to Backstage collapsed, and we could see a bulldozer looming big in the dark.
I turned urgently to Foxy. "I know it's... not very nice... but can we save the Pizzeria?"
Foxy sighed, nodded slightly and ran to the bulldozer, switching it off and dragging the driver out. He screamed as Foxy's hook lightly scratched his skin, but Foxy merely dumped him in a dumpster and drove the bulldozer into the river, jumping out at the last second.
A piece of paper fluttered to the ground at our feet. I picked it up.
It read, Grand re-opening of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria! New animatronic designs! 50% off your first purchase!
Suddenly I was angry. Very, very angry. A wire snapped somewhere, and suddenly my morals were a LOT different to what they had been.
We were being replaced. And nobody cared.