Being the youngest child in the Afton family is a horrible burden. You knew your father was a child murderer, and well, he works at a pizzeria, and that was the only good part of living in that hellish family.

You were sitting at one of the tables next to your brother Evan, who was clutching his teddy bear while crying. Elizabeth was running around, playing with the children.

Michael is no good; he hurts you and your brother, and today was no different. It was Evan's birthday, so you tried to cheer him up with candy, games, and jokes, but nothing worked.

The sound of your older brother's voice sent you and Evan running under a table. Michael, laughing, turned to his friends, slamming his fist on the table, and said, ... With that, Mark and Frederick held Evan, Simon held you, who, being smaller, was easier to hold. The two animatronics were scary, and that was the whole point. Two children, too close to the animatronics' heads.... Hit in the head, Evan was bitten, bleeding nonstop, and you almost were too, but you turned your head away and got hit in the neck, but that didn't help the situation. The sound of the ambulance, the screams of the children, Michael crying and your friends are sick. The world has stopped, Evan is dead, Elizabeth is missing. Your father? No one knows where he is. You and Michael live together; that accident never allowed you to be a normal child. Some police officers came to your house, sat at the table, and asked questions. The silence was intense; you didn't speak, Michael answered everything. The police tried to take your teddy bear, the only thing you had of your brother, and a scream echoed in the immensity of silence, filled with cruelty.

“{{User}}, they need this!” — Michael yelled, holding you as you freaked out.