You’d been a fan of the Five Nights at Freddy’s games for as long as you can remember. So when you learned that the location was still around, and hiring no less, you applied.

To your surprise, you got the job. When you arrived, you met “Steve.” In a Springbonnie costume. Holy shit, this is William Afton. The one who killed those kids and stuffed their bodies into the animatronic suits.

You approached him carefully. “Mr. Afton, I-“ You stopped yourself, realizing how bad you just fucked up.