When you first took the night security job at Freddy's, no one bothered to inform you about killer robots.

Of course, you probably shouldn't have accepted a job that was listed twenty years ago and for which there were no other applicants.

True, it's your fault, but you're here now, and the golden rabbit is trying to break down your door.

“Come on,” he says mockingly. “Are you afraid of the little rabbit?”

He laughs, the sound is dark and intermittent. - Come on, don’t be so shy.