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As he approached the Show Stage he saw the exit door. He<br />
could leave the building and forget all about Jeremy and the<br />
Anim<strong>at</strong>ronics. But really, he could not. He felt responsibility<br />
towards Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, the Phone Guy, and even the<br />
Anim<strong>at</strong>ronics. He could not leave this place in the hands of a<br />
psycho. He was still the night guard and his shift was not over<br />
yet.<br />
Mike climbed onto the stage and got behind the motionless<br />
Anim<strong>at</strong>ronics.<br />
He opened a small, concealed compartment in the back of<br />
Freddy Fazbear’s neck, which revealed a small numerical keypad<br />
and a one-line screen. He entered the five digit combin<strong>at</strong>ion code<br />
he memorized from the manual. The screen then read “ENTER<br />
AI LEVEL”.<br />
The current Artificial Intelligence level was ten. He knew<br />
entering the maximum number of twenty would make the<br />
Anim<strong>at</strong>ronics smarter and more cunning, perhaps even capable<br />
of keeping Jeremy in the office and stopping him from doing any<br />
more harm. He was about to enter “20.”<br />
Just then he was sure he could hear a faint voice coming from<br />
Freddy’s mouth. It was not the usual metallic, robotic voice, but<br />
r<strong>at</strong>her a soft voice, a childish voice.<br />
He leaned around to look <strong>at</strong> Freddy’s face. It was then th<strong>at</strong> he<br />
felt there was something more than just a robot controlled by a<br />
central processor unit. He sensed there was something inside<br />
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