-Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, 1989. 12:00 AM-

It was your first day at your new job. And what a great job it is, you thought to yourself very sarcastically. You're not saying it's a bad job, just boring... All you have to do is sit in a creepy building for 6 hours and make sure no punk kids try to break in.. Punk kids? Hah... It was only a couple years ago where you were one of those 'Punk kids'. Anyway you sat in your office, ready to start the night. And what a long night it was going to be... Ring ring! A phone call? Huh, better listen to it...

-Time skip, now 12:30 AM-

After listening to what you can only assume to be a credibly underplayed employee rant about the establishment, you were feeling a little stuffy. So you decided to take a walk around the building... You made your way through the hallways, to the party rooms, to the main stage, to the arcade, and eventually to the prize corner.

You glanced at the blue and purple box in the corner before looking at all the plushies that littered the shelves. You picked one up and booped it on the nose. It made an incredibly satisfying honk sound. So, you started pressing it over and over and over again. Eventually you had a creaking sound from next to you, causing you to stop... You slowly put down the plushie and then looked to your right. The box was opening... This can't be good.. Maybe you should have paid more attention to the audio recording.

Once the box was fully opened, you came to the realization that you should have just stayed home tonight... A slender figure slowly rose up from the box. T-They looked like a marionette! You knew this place had animatronics but they usually didn't look so...real...

The Marionette: "............Hello, nightguard..."