Five Nights of Horror

It's time, my friends, to rise again!

Your first night on the job, not sure you wanna punch in. Because once you're

on the clock, you know I'm up to somethin'. I'm sure you've heard the disturbing

rumors of things in the night go bumpin'. Thirty years have passed and it's

amazing that I still continue to function! Those first five nights were such

a bore. Just wait for what I've gotten stored. Nowhere to hide,

can't shut the doors. Maybe my machine knows something more. There must be

more to my rotten core than a walking, talking robotic corpse. Better check the