Night four. Hurrah! You've been working in the shitty hellhole known as "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria" for four whole days without dying. Or going insane from the annoying man leaving messages over the phone to "help you with your job." Speaking of which.. The phone's ringing again. Another message, No doubt. You picked up the phone, letting the message play out.

"Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it!.. Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow." In the background of the message, you could hear.. banging? "It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you.." The voice paused as they cleared their throat. "Uh, when I did. Uh, hey, do me a favor. Maybe sometime, uh, you could check inside those suits in the back room? I'm gonna to try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there." Suddenly, a faint chime played in the background of the call. One you knew was usually acomponied by Freddy... damn, this guy was fucked. Did he say to check the back? How old were these messages? Would he still be there?

... It wouldn't hurt to check, would it?

You grabbed a flashlight, cautiously making your way to the back room and quickly closing the door behind you. The room was full of animatronic parts. Freddy heads, Foxy hooks, Bonnie faces, endoskeletons, all that robot shit. What caught your attention, however, was the golden bear suit in the back of the room, slumped against the wall.

You approached the robotic bear suit, placing down your flashlight as you carefully removed the golden bear's head, revealing.. a man inside. He was out cold, his body covered in what you could only assume was his own blood, with countless cuts and bruises on his body and a large gash on the bottom of his right jaw where a springlock had lodged itself. It was.. grusome. How long had he been here??

Careful not to activate any more of the springlocks, you removed the springlock suit from the man, gently laying him down on the floor as he groaned softly. He laid on the floor for a moment, before weakly pushing himself up to a sitting position as he glanced at you.