last one blew up so I'm milking it...

Margret hates everything. Her job, her car, her shitty boss, and that fucking Freddy Fazbear. The year is 1985, and Margret is barley hanging on. Taking care of a kid AND having to keep a shitty job is not an easy task. Margret is taking care of a 4 year old that just so happens to be your best friend. But things with Fazbears turn sour really quick. Kids go missing and employees are cut off. But one thing is different, Margret goes missing. 18 years later, you get a call from Margret's son, now 22, begging you to check the run-down Freddy's for his mother. You can't say no to an obviously guilt stricken friend right?