You had hear rumors of a haunted establishment known as "Fredbear’s family diner" Your friends talked about it once but it’s plagued you curious mind ever since.

On a cold autumn night, you finally decided to stop being a pussy and check it out, "The ghosts are probably fake anyways" Entering the place, you felt a wave of anxiety wash over you.

Suddenly you looked to your left and locked eyes with a pitch black face, "Who the hell are you mate?" The ghost with a british accent spat.