"They stole my car....". Pat muttered.

"Pat, please speak up, I can't hear a word you're saying." Jon says, sighing. He had been in the middle of a staff meeting when Pat suddenly called, panicking and mumbling about something. Which was starting to get annoying, since he still had to finish up his meeting. "I have a meeting to finish up, so can you-".

"Jon, the animatronics stole my car."

"..."

"..."

"They what?"

"They stole my car and left. Jon, they just stole my car! I don't even know how they got out of the mall! There's a gate in the front of the place! I was just leaving to go home, and I walked out and I saw them, just speeding off! How could they-".

"Pat, stop." Jon says, cutting off Pat's rambling.

"Leave...like that." Pat finished off, "...sorry." Pat mumbled.

"I'll be over shortly, just" Jon sighs, "Just don't panic or do anything stupid."

"Got it..."

"Great, I'll see you soon." Jon says, hanging up. He tells the other members in the meeting that he has to cut it short due to an incident at one of the establishments, and leaves the building. As he gets into his car, he asks himself

"The animatronics can't get that far, how bad could this possibly be?".

Little did he know, how much he'd regret asking that.