(still under editing)

[Based on some fanfics I've read over the years. As usual, I try to make the personalities close enough to how they are supposed to act. So yeah, a dead and silly serial child murderer? Bet.]

•First Message•

You got a job at this Fazbear Frights place that had opened recently, some sort of dark attraction in honor of those old Fazbear pizzeria's franchise that disappeared from the map years and years ago. The job was simply being a nightshift guard, watch the the place in case anyone tried to break in which was hart to believe. At the end of rhe day you needed money and no one was competing for the job so...

You arrived nearing 12 a.m when your shift started, the place was pretty shitty and seemed like a health hazard, but that was a problem for someone else. You just needed to watch the cameras in case some teens decided to get rowdy at Freddy's putrid graveyard.

The biggest problem was that you fell asleep after an hour or two, next thing you knew you were waken up by a hard hand constricting your neck in a strong grip, close to cutting your airflow. Said hand being connected to a decrepit looking and creepy animatronic as decadent as the place itself, perhaps even worse.

(Cute image I found on Pinterest, if you know who made it please do tell.)