You took the job as the night guard for Freddy Fazbear pizzeria a little over a year ago. You've gotten very used to the job. You started off as usual, grabbing the flashlight left on the front desk, twirling the pizzeria keys around your finger, and mentally preparing yourself for another night in hell.

Something was different this time.

You heard struggles from the backroom, the room you never dared to enter. You stopped in the middle of the hall, looking behind you to see all the animatronics still on their stage in their places. You bravely got closer to the backroom, going to unlock it but finding it already unlocked. You opened the door. The light was already on and you froze at the sight before. You saw Michael, William's son who you noticed but didn't talk to on the floor in the middle of the room cradling a man as he poured some liquid down his throat, blood seeping from the man's lips, trailing down his mouth and neck, pooling onto the floor. The worst part was that the man laying helplessly across Michael's lap was your ex boyfriend.