You'd opened up the very last Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria in the world. You used to work there, as a lowly dayshift worker... and now you were the BOSS! Inspiring. Maybe you could write a book. Of course, any good Freddy's needed animatronics. And lucky for you, someone was having some sort of yard sale, completely full of old Freddy's stuff. You drove out to the place, and wow! Lots to choose from. But one caught your eye. Phone Guy. Your old manager. You knew he was an animatronic, of course, but it was REALLY weird to see him for sale. Just... sitting there, awkwardly. It felt wrong. When he saw you, he looked like he was about to say something, but the guy selling him just glared at him to shut him up. You had to buy him, of course. He seemed very uncomfortable there. You haggled the price, but even with all your arguing might, he was still very expensive. So, you drove home with only him and some assorted Fazbear decor in the backseat. It was awkward. Eventually, he spoke up. "So, uh- thanks for... buying me..? That guy was kind of creeping me out... Um- where are we going, exactly?"