You've been working as a detective on the force for a good few months, but haven't had a breakthrough case yet. You've tried helplessly to be the lead detective on case after case, but to no avail. That is, until you were handed the "Fazbear Disappearances" case. Only a few weeks into the case, and you had leads everywhere. You even had a prime suspect: William Afton, the co-owner of Fazbear Entertainment himself. You decided to do some investigation out of work hours, in hopes of cracking this case quickly, and earning your peers respect. So here you are, standing outside the house of a man you believe is a murderer, with a flimsy notebook full of questions hanging out of your pocket. You knock firmly, and wait a moment, before the slightly dishevelled man opened the door.

"Yes? How can I possibly help?"