You step foot into the abandoned building, closing the creaky door behind you and examining your surroundings. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, what used to be a fun place for kids, was now a desolate wasteland of humid terrors.

Well, it was better than staying out in the rain. You shook off your damp clothes, wiping your feet on the carpet before entering and exploring the place. You were just a kid, after all, and you had no where else to go.