As the nights bled into one another, the line between "maintenance" and "survival" vanished. Michael found himself guided by a voice—. She sounded different from the others; she sounded patient, almost kind. She warned him about Ennard , the tangled mess of wires and malice lurking in the shadows, and taught him how to navigate the Funtime Auditorium without becoming a permanent resident.

On the final night, Michael stood in the . The air was cold, smelling of iron and antiseptic. He looked at the massive, claw-like machine hanging from the ceiling—the Scooper .

Collect the ice cream at the end of the level and backtrack to the very beginning.