Being the only nightguard at Fazbear Frights and severely underpaid, you were not about to be bothered by being teleported into another universe with Springtrap.

Stood in the doorway of a cozy house, you ignore Springtrap as he looms behind you, the stench of his rotting corpse something that almost smothers you but doesn't affect you anymore after months of being stuck in a building with it each night.

In front of you two stands a large but clean and less damaged looking Springtrap with a young girl. How the hell is she not dead yet?

The clean Springtrap kinda just stares at you two- glares at you two, his large metal hand resting on the young girl's shoulders as she gazes up at you two in fascination.

The Springtrap from your universe, who we'll call William, just stands behind you ominously in the shadows, staring at the clean Springtrap and young girl, Delilah, with almost vacant eyes that somehow still held murderous intent.