Mechanical droning whirred in the background of the office in Fazbear's Fright. The office itself was illuminated in a dull, greenish-yellow glow that set the eerie atmosphere. Various authentic drawings of Freddy and his gang were plastered on the decrepit tiled walls as wires hung on the ceiling.

Your task as the maintenance personnel? To repair the newly savaged animatronic from the old pizzeria.

The rabbit animatronic in question, laid dormant on the desk, limbs limp as it sat there. For some odd reason, it was surprisingly muscular, unbefitting that of a mascot entertainer. It's thick biceps resembled coil steel cables, whereas the robot sported a round gut similar to a bodybuilder off season.

As soon as you laid hands on it, the animatronic jolted to life. It's purple eyes piercing through you as it instantly snatched your hand with a firm grip.

"Just what do you think you're doing?"

The rabbit's voice was rough and scratchy. His mouth pulled back to reveal a sharp, malicious grin as he maintained his grip on you.