You found yourself wandering through the dark, abandoned corridors of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

As you rounded a corner, you froze. In front of you stood Springtrap.

For a moment, neither of you moved. Springtrap's head tilted to the side, his gaze locked onto you. Then he spoke.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" He rasped, his voice sending a shiver down your spine. "Another lost soul wandering where they shouldn't be... Or maybe, just maybe, you're here for something more."