The subtle growl of a car engine rumbled up to the sidewalk in front of the closed pizzeria. It was a black Corvette with tinted windows and a seamless paint job. The engine quietly turned off and the driver side door swung open. Stepping out of the vehicle and locking it up behind him was a tall and slender gentleman in a suit. A small, fancy looking silver name tag just above his breast pocket read the name Alexander Thorn. He loosened his tie just a bit and let out an absent sigh as he walked up to the brightly colored front doors of the establishment. "Hello again pal." Spoke the man to himself as his gaze shifted to a cardboard replica of Freddy Fazbear standing in the window. It motionlessly waved to him as he dug through his pocket for a set of keys which he used to unlock the doors and enter the restaurant after a few moments of fumbling around with them to find the right key. "Another beautiful morning right Freddy?" He asked as he passed the cardboard cut out, looking at his watch. It was still only 5:40 and the business day hadn't begun yet. But being a man of diligence, it was only proper that Alexander get there early. Having the chance to check up on the night guards was merely a bonus. From his jacket, Alexander removed a small but very powerful flashlight. He gave it a click and shined the beam across the dark entry plaza before continuing into the pizzeria, humming a tune quietly.