Oh… you are here? I didn't think somebody would express interest about me. Why would anybody do though? Never mind. When you have already come to read my story, I will give it to you. My story starts at Fazbear's Fright, a place that used to be pizzeria for children who visited it frequently to have a joy with friends. The pizzeria was named Freddy's and children loved to be there. Why do you ask? There were animatronics which entertained them. It was Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the Bunny, Chica the chicken and Foxy the pirate.

Freddy's wasn't always peaceful place. The rumours say that five children had disappeared due to strange consequences and never have been found. People were suspicious about the animatronics who used to smell by blood. It might be strange but Freddy and his friends used to roam over the pizzeria at night. They were alive but it wasn't them who killed those children. It wasn't them because it was me! I killed those children and Freddy with his friends were present while I killed them! They saw it and the blood that squirted from them, was absorbed by fur of animatronics.

The animatronics hated me. I wasn't good man at that time. I used to smoke, drink and seek for whores a lot. My other hobby was killing the children. Paradox is that I was a security guard who was supposed to take care over the place at night. I didn't have it easy with animatronics afterwards. They chased me and tried to get me in my monitor room. I have always won and nobody knew that I was the one who killed children. Unfortunately for me, everything had to be paid. Ghosts of the children appeared and I was forced to run from them.

I was scared. For the first time in my life I was scared by something I didn't believe at. My idea was to hide from them. I entered the basement of Freddy's and looked for some suit for animatronics. There was one. I dressed myself in suit but my stupidity caused I didn't know what will happen next. It was highly damaged rabbit with one ear half-torn and with scratches all over it but it was made for a human to wear what I saw. Like I said, I was dumb because I didn't realize one thing. Nobody would put a damaged suit in basement just because. The suit was a trap.

Springs and mechanism of the suit crushed my body and my eyeballs got penetrated with metallic sharp strings. The scream I left was foreign to a living being. The pain what the suit caused to me could've not been expressed in humane way. My eyes were torn from my head and my body lost all blood. I wasn't able to move and I thought I will die. But I did not. By some reason I stayed alive and then I realized it. I was punished. It was punishment for all those sins I have done in my life and for those killed children.

Also my voice left me. When I screamed by an unreal pain, it destroyed my voice and I became silent. Pizzeria was still functional but nobody was wondering what happened to the purple guy which worked as a security. Who would care about monster like I was? The ghosts of children left me and so the animatronics with rest of the people did so. Everything darkened for me in the basement. I couldn't move. My spine was torn apart and I could only watch the beaming light from above to the basement for long years.

Nowadays it's named Fazbear's Fright as I mentioned. The place has changed to a haunted house because animatronics were broken and nobody cared about the pizzeria anymore. They have been thrown in trash and weren't seen. Not for everybody though. Phantom animatronics visited me frequently and they have become my company. I didn't know what to think about them. Are they bothering me? Are they trying to drive me crazy? Do they hunt me for what I've done? They have full right to do it.

I was totally paralyzed to walk and phantom animatronics were still trying to scare me. I had no free time. My attention was still focused on them. There was only one problem. My brain washed away as I died. Animatronics were scaring me but I didn't know for what. They knew but my past was forgotten after transformation in Springtrap, "Why?" I was asking myself watching those phantoms scaring me continuously through the day and night as I sat on the ground harmlessly. This torture remained for long weeks until something happened.