Part One- The Party- Proulouge

It was 1987 when this nightmare began. It was at my best friend's 10th birthday party. I was still nine, and as mischevious as ever. The party was absolutely grand, well, most of it. The food was greasy and the cake was crap. My 99 year old grandmother could have made better cake than that. And she's crippled and had MS. It was three twenty one when four employees grabbed me and my 3 friends with viscious cold hands. They put their hands over our mouths and lifted of off the ground. We kicked and screamed but there was no use. The employees wouldnt drop us. I looked at the man who was holding me for a split second. I tried to memorize his icy blue eyes and purple shirt, and the way his name tag said 'Vincent'. The second my eyes pulled away from his name tag, we were thrown into a cold dark room lined with metal teeth and heads of bears and chickens. The floor was terribly hard, and the impact of the drop made me want to cry. We had to have been in that dreadful room for hours. It was past closing hours when something finally happened. Vincent, along with four tall metal figures walked into the room and locked the door behind them. Vincent was carrying a black spray can and a gas mask, and thats when things took a turn for the worst. A ghostly tune rang in my ears as i looked in to the eyes of a tall metal figure that must have been a bear. Freddy, was his name i think. The chicken giggled and said " HAHA! Its time to die because we are tired and we want our replacements! PIIIIIIZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAA!" . Vincent slipped on the gas mask and sprayed the contents of the bottle into the air. The metal figures pounced on us and within seconds, i knew my life was close to done. The agonizing pain crippled me as my blood trickled down my face. The chicken took one last blow to my neck, and my short life was over. We were all stuffed into suits, and we have been the mascots of Freddy Fazbears Pizza ever since.