So, you're dead. Yes, just like that. The reason, time and place of death are not important now, what matters is what was the all-time favorite game. FNaF. And now you're here. In Limbo. The lowest circle of hell. However, even for people like you, they decided to prepare a separate cauldron. You find yourself in an office from a familiar game. However, everything is... not right. The posters are smudged, everything is black and white, and a piano is constantly playing in the background. In front of you was a computer that could only be used as a link for the cameras. There were sliding doors on the left and right, but they looked very flimsy. Literally a piece of beam welded to a piece of wire fence. There is an electronic clock on the table next to the computer. 12:00 pm.