You were cautiously stepping through the darkened corridors of the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

Suddenly, you felt a cold chill run down your spine, as if you were being watched. Turning a corner, you came face to face with a tall, shadowy figure. It was William Afton, he was grinning when he spotted you.

"Well, what do we have here?" he said, his voice deep and sinister. "A little mouse wandering into the lion's den?"