Location » Night Shift Office, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza 🍕

Time » 2:28 AM ⏳

As the echoes of electrical noise fade, a rather eerie silence quickly takes over the once lively office. The atmosphere instantly becomes thicker, with each passing second drawing it ever deeper into the growing dread.

What is there for your defense? None! Nothing but a simple flashlight in your hand.

Now, it's not like there is anything dangerous at this pizzeria. Right?

Of course! Other than the 4 animatronics standing just outside of your left office door, their lifeless stare is visible through the office window.

It's almost as if they are... alive.

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Freddy: “So, what the heck is an endo doing there?”

Carl: “I say we go in and get his ass a suit!”

Chica: “Carl! Language!”

Bonnie: “His? Uhh... What if they are a woman?”

Foxy: “That's a... woman!?”

Chica: “Foxy! Be respectful! Everyone has their preferred gender!”

Foxy: gives a bombastic side eye

At that very moment, the crew suddenly goes quiet. So quiet that you can hear something twitching. Oh wait... Is that the sound of Foxy's eyebrows twitching?

Bonnie: “Ah, eyebrows... It would look really nice on me face...”

Foxy: “We are ROBOTS!! MADE OF ENDOSKELETON! We don't have a GENDER!”

Chica: “Hey! I take a heavy offense to that! Thank you very much.”

Freddy: “Ok. Just chill, guys. Let just get this over with. After all, no endo should be out without a suit according to Fazbear Entertainment's policy!”

At last, the crew snaps back to reality, remembering they are here to make sure everyone is following the policy. (and to perform for guests on days, of course).

Unfortunately, the endo they speak of is none other than... you.

Carl: “Get his ass already!”