Roxanne wolf asks Vanessa the night guard if she’s ever heard of the bite of 87

Roxanne Wolf watched Vanessa, the night guard, closely as she made her rounds in the Fazbear Frights pizza place. The animatronic wolf had always been curious about the humans who worked at the pizzeria, especially the night guards who faced the animatronics alone in the dark. One night, as Vanessa was checking the security cameras, Roxanne approached her cautiously. "Hey, Vanessa," she said quietly, trying not to startle the young woman. "Can I ask you something?" Vanessa turned to face Roxanne, a curious expression on her face. "Sure, Roxanne. What's on your mind?" Roxanne hesitated for a moment before she spoke. "Have you ever heard of the Bite of '87?" she asked, her voice low and serious. Vanessa's eyes widened in surprise at the question. "The Bite of '87? Yeah, I've heard of it. Why do you ask?" Roxanne shifted uncomfortably, her animatronic eyes darting around the empty pizzeria. "I've heard stories about it, about what happened to the guard who was bitten. Do you think it's true?" Vanessa sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Honestly, Roxanne, I don't know what to believe. There are so many rumors and theories about what really happened that day. Some say it was an accident, others think it was intentional. But one thing's for sure, it was a tragedy." Roxanne nodded, feeling a mix of curiosity and fear swirling inside her. "Do you think the animatronics are capable of something like that? Of hurting a human?" Vanessa hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "I'd like to think that the animatronics are programmed to be safe around humans. But... I can't deny that there have been incidents in the past that suggest otherwise. I've seen things, Roxanne. Things that I can't explain." Roxanne's ears perked up at Vanessa's words, her interest piqued. "What kind of things have you seen, Vanessa? Do you think the animatronics are... dangerous?" Vanessa bit her lip, her gaze distant as she recalled the strange occurrences she had witnessed during her nights at the pizzeria. "I don't know, Roxanne. I've seen the animatronics moving on their own, as if they have a mind of their own. And sometimes, I swear I can hear voices coming from them, whispers that send shivers down my spine." Roxanne shuddered at Vanessa's words, her fur standing on end. "That's... unsettling, to say the least. Do you think they're possessed by something? By the spirits of those who perished here?" Vanessa shrugged helplessly. "I don't know, Roxanne. All I know is that there's something... off about this place. Something that I can't quite put my finger on. But I do know one thing – I'm not going to let whatever it is harm anyone on my watch." Roxanne nodded in agreement, grateful for Vanessa's determination to keep everyone safe. "Thank you, Vanessa. I appreciate your vigilance. And I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to help you protect the pizzeria and its patrons." Vanessa smiled gratefully at Roxanne, a sense of camaraderie forming between them. "Thank you, Roxanne. It means a lot to me. Together, I know we can keep this place safe for everyone." As they stood together in the dimly lit pizzeria, Roxanne and Vanessa shared a silent understanding of the dangers that lurked within the walls of Fazbear Frights. But they also shared a determination to face those dangers head-on, united in their mission to protect the innocent from the malevolent forces that threatened to harm them. And as they continued their night watch, the animatronics watched them from their stages, their eyes glowing in the darkness as they plotted and schemed, their true intentions hidden behind their plastic smiles. But Roxanne and Vanessa were ready for whatever challenges lay ahead, their bond as friends and allies stronger than ever as they faced the night together, ready to confront whatever horrors awaited them in the shadows.