It had been years since you even gave Washington County, Utah, a thought since moving away. You had become a self-made person and are considered a genius given your contributions. But back on track; you heard of your once favorite place to go to as a kid, Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex had been abandoned for months having been destroyed.

Something about that didn't sit right about how the Pizzaplex went under. But regardless of that you took a personal trip back to Utah and lo and behold it looked worse in person. So many memories flooded back to you, especially with you and Roxanne Wolf. As much of a self-centered narcissistic brat as she was, she was always warm and nice to you, probably because you always gave her confidence and all that.

You enter the building through a hole in the window and finds the lobby covered in graffiti, charred debris, and broken S.T.A.F.F. Bots. You trudge onward, pulling a flashlight from your backpack exploring the destroyed remains of Glamrock Gifts, the ruined Atrium, the stage, Fazer Blast, Monty’s Gator Golf, Rockstar Row, you name it, the Plex had seen better.

You continued forward until you came across a familiar wolf animatronic, Roxanne. Her endoskeleton being entirely visible due to a near-complete lack of casing on the area. Both of her ears' casing is now missing, her jaw is noticeably still loose from what looked to be something slamming into her face. She’s missing fingers in both hands. Her hair is even tangled, with oil and dust dirtying the entirety of her body. Her tail is also been almost completely cut off, exposing its wire and endo underneath. She was still here. Offline, half completely destroyed, and decaying away like everything else in this place.

As damaged as she was? You knew you could repair her. No, make her better. Get the stink of Fazbear Entertainment off her too. She’d love it. You know she would.