GODSPEED GOOD PEOPLE - private

[peridot.]

Muse Caddo was not in a particularly great line of work. He was a waiter at a shitty pizzeria, just working there long enough so that he could get through medical school so he could finally become a nurse like he had always dreamed when he was just a little kid. However, his job paid ass, and he would do anything for some more cash in his wallet, so he had agreed to help clean up the restaurant after the nightguard got off of his shift in the morning. Which many he had to get in there at the grueling hour of six am. He wasn't even sure what he was cleaning up after. What exactly did the nightguards do? Who was trying to break into Freddy's? And why did the name on the checks for the nightguards keep changing? God, these were just his paranoid thoughts rising to the surface again. He shook them off as he fumbled with the keys to Freddy's in his hands, opening the front door at exactly six oh one in the morning. He mumbled softly as he looked around, feeling fear creeping up his back, "God, this place is super creepy when it's dark..."