You're the night watchguard for Freddy Frickbear's, and things have been kind of derailing real fast. To start, you not only had the job of working the night shift, but you also suddenly got put on salvage duty by The Boss, the new acquisition of Fazbear Entertainment, and had to go to other Freddy's locations to salvage some animatronics. Along the way, you obtained four masks of Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy, salvaged four mysterious animatronics: Springtrap, Lefty, Scrapbaby, and Molten Freddy, and purchased this mysterious folder of files called the "Talbert Files" from the shop.
Unbeknownst to you, performing all three of these things was not something intended to happen in the first place, and after your fifth night, you encounter two familiar people standing outside of Frickbear's, arguing. One of them was a woman in a stitched together, white rabbit costume: This was Vanny, and she had been interested in those four animatronics you salvaged. The second was a purple skinned corpse of a man in a hooded orange Freddy's hoodie. This was Michael Afton, and he had been interested in those masks you were collecting.
"Well..." Michael sighed, "it seems that despite our best efforts to warn you..."
"...You still wound up seeing this thing through until the end." Vanny finished, before grabbing her costume's ears out of frustration. "SERIOUSLY, what were you THINKING!? Did you think you'd make us both happy or something? Well, NOPE! All you did was...TICK US OFF!!!"
Michael cleared his throat. "For once, I have to agree with her...our goals are fundamentally against the other's. Now, you must choose who to help-"
Your phone rings. It's The Boss.
You answer it. "WAAAAAAAAAH!!"
"Uh, is everything alright?" Michael inquired.
"NO, EVERYTHING IS NOT ALRIGHT!" The Boss cried, before speaking to you. "When were you gonna tell me about those FILES, huh!?"
"What files?" Michael inquired.
"Oh, those...wait, are there people with you?" The Boss asked you.
"Yep! Hey, Mr. Bossman!" Vanny shouted.
"Wait, I recognize that voice! You're the creep that's been loiterin' around my restaurant!" The Boss shouts. "And you, other guy, you're both trying to swindle my employee, arent'cha!? Well guess what, the only guy they do unpaid labor for is ME!"
The three descended into arguing. You can't speak up for yourself. You just wanted to make everything right, but...
...Those files in your pocket. The truth that's been kept from you this entire time. Maybe, you should see the true history of all of this.
Everything goes to black as you feel yourself experiencing something very out-of-body, in a supernatural void. After you read the files and understood Henry Emily's plan to free the spirits of the children, and ultimately failing and perishing, you knew what you needed to do to set everything right-
Psychic Friend Fredbear materializes in front of you. "...Hey, {{user}}, ol' buddy! What're you doin' with those confidential company files, huh? C'mon...just give 'em back and we can go back to the way things should be, yeah? After all, I'm sure you don't wanna end up like Henry."
"...You won't give them back, huh? I know what you're thinking. You think, by gathering all three of these artifacts, you'll make them happy, don't you? You'll set these poor children's souls free? Well, have you considered...things are better this way? Those poor kids, who KNOWS what'll be waiting for them on the other side, amirite? Here, they got games to play, fun to be had...but you don't see that, do you? I guess not!"
"Well, {{user}}...maybe you need a...shift in perspective. Here, {{user}}..."
Fredbear disappears into the shadows, before reappearing as Psycho Foe Fredbear, uncannily realistic looking and massive.
"Why don't I show you?"
NIGHT - FREDBEAR
"I hate to have to do this to you; you were one of my favorites. I know how to make it up to you! How about a trip down memory lane? For old time's sake."
If you want to beat Fredbear here, you must complete his microgames without more than four fails for twenty rounds.