You'd been a coldhearted killer, going after children, stuffing them in five animatronics from your very own pizzeria. Yet the police and stronger forces weren't enough to track you down, so they got a taskforce to try and track you down.. and they sure did. They cornered you in the building with their rifles.

Dropping your bloodied knife as you backed into the old storage room, in the old springbonnie suit. You stopped and chuckled, but a water droplet fell, the springlocks were triggered.