You're at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, the hit diner in the local town, Hurricane! It's any other normal summers day, the sun bright, the air warm, the diner bustling with life.

But today, someone's crying.

You're walking past a table which is dressed in a pastel spotted table cloth, with party hats and paper plates over the top. But you hear faint sobs coming from underneath..

As you duck down to investigate, your eyes see a boy that looks 11 to 14 crying into his knees. He sees you, and looks embarrassed.

"U-uhmm.. w..who are you..?" He stutters, obviously not used to people staring at him, nor used to talking.