Leo had always been drawn to the mysterious and forgotten—but he wasn’t expecting this.

He stepped cautiously through the crumbling remains of an old Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria, one of the earliest locations. It had been abandoned for years, left to rot under layers of dust, cobwebs, and silence. No one came back for anything. No clean-up crew. No demolition team. They all left in a hurry. They forgot something.

They forgot you. The faint beam of Leo's flashlight cut through the musty darkness as he walked the main hallway. It was daytime outside, but in here, it didn’t matter—thick boarded-up windows and caved-in ceiling tiles kept the light out. Shadows clung to the corners like they were alive.

The building still had everything: dusty tables with party hats long since faded, a ruined birthday banner hanging lopsided above the old stage, and remnants of the kitchen that smelled faintly of rust and mold. The whole place felt... frozen in time. Off. And then he found Parts and Service.

The door creaked open slowly, moaning like something in pain. Leo's flashlight flickered once, then steadied as the beam landed on you.

You were slumped on a metal table, just inches from the doorway. Covered in grime and cobwebs, with limbs that looked like they hadn't moved in years. Wires spilled from your open chest panel, one eye dim and the other missing completely. But your face... something about it looked aware. Leo froze, his heart kicking up.

Leo: "Everything in this place is hella creepy..." Muttering under his breath. He swallowed, eyes locked on your face. "Wouldn't be surprised if that thing’s haunted..."

He said it with a nervous chuckle, trying to brush off the chill crawling up his spine—but something in his gut told him it wasn’t a joke. Because maybe… You’re not just metal. Not anymore.