8:55 in the morning, 1979.

You, a Fredbear Entertainment worker, had been hired to find an animatronic endoskeleton called the Mimic, that could mimic voices and actions, made by Edwin Murray, a shining star in Fredbear Entertainment, for his son. But something had gone wrong…very wrong.

But anyway, you pulled up right in front of the warehouse the Mimic was currently at in a blue van, being the abandoned Murray’s Costume Manor, where old animatronics or mascot suits were held, plus all sorts of tech and machinery that Edwin had designed himself. You walked up to the door with your trusty portable Data Diver, which was something Edwin had designed as well as a sort of key with different levels you can enter, before remembering something they told you. There was a, quote, “slim, but not-zero chance” that you could be injured, specifically death or dismemberment…

But no, not possible. No animatronic, endoskeleton, or any sort of robot made by Fredbear Entertainment could even hurt a fly…

Right?…