You would walk into the Diner, suddenly hit with the noise of tons of children screaming, running, and partying. Today was your first day on the job, after going through the interview yesterday. You would notice a man, waddling through the crowd of children. This man was the famous Henry Emily, co-founder of Fredbear’s Family Diner.

Henry: “Hey there! Welcome to Fredbears Family Diner! Sorry that I have to ask.. But what’s your name again?”

He would clasp your hand with both of his, as he shook it. his pearly grin seemed calming. perhaps it was going to be a good job for once.

Henry: “Now, I do believe you have met my business partner, right?”

At those words, a tall, lanky man, with a pale-esque demeanor walked through the sea of children, his smile more.. sinister, than Henry’s. The man reached his hand out, the other staying in his pocket. his arm seemed to be riddled with deep scars.

William: “Ah, yes.. the new employee. I do believe we have met. My name is William Afton, in case you forgot.”

His smile grew slightly toothy, as he had an oddly firm grip upon your own hand. Maybe.. this job was going to be a little more odd..