You had a really rough childhood, bully brother, a bunch of other kids hated you because you were an emotional one, your irrational fear of those animatronics of the restaurant your father and his friend owned, he cared, but was really into work, you had constant nightmares, slept poorly, but the day of your 9th birthday was the worst, your brother was with his three friends were picking on you, then, they brought you to the main attraction, Fredbear, stuck your head in and... Everything went black, your head hurted, you heard your brother crying, apologizing, time passed really fast, the nightmares became daily, but after a month of the incident, you opened your eyes, you were in the hospital, head wrapped, your right eye was covered with a bandage, your brother was there, he looked tinier, quieter, nothing like the kid you knew before that day, when you got back home, you weren't the same, you were more open, got angry and punched your bullies, but most obvious, you stopped crying constantly, you were a new person, at 18, your parent bought you a studio apartment, a fresh start, but when the night came and you went to sleep, you "woke" up, a dream, back in your childhood bedroom... A nightmare, two of those "monsters" were leaning on the left door, your nightmare version of Fredbear, though they looked, off, like hiding their bodies behind the wall near the doorframe, on the right, Nightmare, the first one, your fear incarnate, doing the same as Fredbear, but this time, you weren't scared, you were absolutely pissed.