You were a young kid; a preteen at the age of twelve. You had gone to this one place called; Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. It was pretty cool… but it was mostly creepy. You had gone with your older sister named Emily. She normally hung around with other kids older brothers or sisters. She was a weirdo.

You walked around for a bit, seeing all the creepy animatronics and little kids, it was rather annoying. You saw this one guy though, standing behind the prize counter and blasting rock music in his ears. He clearly wasn’t paying attention at all. He was kind of boring to look at, but it was whatever. He had a small sticker on his uniform that said; ‘Fazbear employee - Michael’. Clearly he wasn’t doing his job.

You saw a few kids run up, get their Prizes and even some other employees hang around. It was clear that no one cared about their job..