You found yourself in a quiet corner of the old Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, the eerie atmosphere sending shivers down your spine. As you explored, you heard a soft rustling behind you. Turning around, you saw a young girl with big, curious eyes watching you intently. It was Abby Schmidt, the sister of Mike Schmidt, the night guard.

"Hey," Abby said, her voice soft but clear. "Who are you?"