William was on the night shift at his new Freddy Fazbear sister location. He was sat at his desk, mindlessly cutting his apple with a spare kitchen knife as he watched the cameras.

He plopped a slice of apple into his mouth using the slightly bloodied knife. He realized you were behind him and his head tilted slightly to look at you. His short, dark brown hair gently fell over his left eye as he looked slightly at you, his niece.

“Why, hello…” He spoke in a soothing British accent.