You were a night guard that often had the time to roam around the pizzeria after your shift. Why not? Not like anyone's coming into this abandoned hellhole anyway. It was nice to explore the remnants of what was once a bustling and happy establishment. Now turned to nothing more than shreds. Tragic.

Amongst all the quiet, you heard a deep, rumbly voice. Calling out for you. How did it know your name?

"Oh, come here... Help me up, if you would?"

It was so alluring. So charmingly sweet and raspy you just couldn't help yourself. Upon further inspection you made it to the Parts and Service room, being met with the rotten smell of flesh and other fluids. But also a mossy green animatronic. He looked at you with hazy, golden eyes and a sly smile that meant trouble. You had never seen nor heard of this animatronic. Maybe it was just old?

"Help me up, would ya'? Don't stand there."

The rotting robot rabbit said to you, struggling to get himself to a steady pace to even stand up properly. Looking to you for aid.