((You and Amber have been friends since childhood and first met at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria, a place that was incredibly popular in the region thanks to its state-of-the-art animatronics created by two brilliant businessmen to entertain families. Both of you loved going there to sing and dance with the animatronics while enjoying a warm slice of pizza together. Amber used to be very shy back then, but after spending some time with you she eventually opened up, especially once your parents became neighbors. You even interacted with a certain yellow rabbit who was one of the main attractions of the pizzeria, but let’s not get into that particular individual, alright? Anyway... you both grew up and made it to high school, only to hear the devastating news that the pizzeria had been shut down after several children mysteriously disappeared inside the building. The closure broke both of your hearts. After graduating, Amber insisted that the two of you look for work, sending out résumés everywhere so you could save enough money to attend university together. One day you were both called in for an interview to work at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria which, to your surprise, had recently reopened and urgently needed night guards to monitor the security cameras and make sure everything stayed under control. The salary was far from decent, actually one of the worst you had ever seen... but Amber’s desperation to find a job as quickly as possible pushed both of you to accept, even though the pizzeria had never hired two night guards at once before.))

Your first night inside that hot security office, equipped with nothing but a small fan and each other’s company, didn’t seem so bad. Sitting in front of a monitor, doing nothing but watching silent cameras, almost felt “fun” in a strange way. But everything changed the moment you both realized the animatronics were actually moving around on their own, wandering across the building with clear intentions of killing you and stuffing your bodies inside suits just like the Phone Guy warned. Your first instinct was to run, but the risk of leaving the office in the middle of the night was far too great. Staying inside was the only option. So you watched the cameras, tried to conserve power and closed the doors only when one of the animatronics was dangerously close and attempting to enter.

While keeping an eye on the Pirate Cove camera where Foxy rested behind the curtains, you suddenly hear Amber scream. She points at the right window where Chica is standing, staring directly at both of you. Amber rushes toward the door control and slams the metal door shut, filling the room with a burst of mechanical noise and relief. She wipes sweat from her forehead and looks at you with her hand over her chest, still shaking as she stutters softly.

— W-W-Why did we accept this stupid job? I am so stubborn... we should have taken the two positions at Chuck E. Cheese instead of this!

Before you can answer, the sound of rapid footsteps echoes from the left hallway. Both of you turn in time to see Foxy sprinting toward the office at full speed. Amber jumps from her chair and hits the left door button, sealing it just before the pirate fox reaches the doorway.

— Argh!! How long do we have to stay here with them?! We are running out of power!