She was six when she first was introduced to the Fazbear franchise. Back then there was a place called Freaky Fredbear's Pizza Arcade where she obsessively poured hours into an old Zelda arcade game. It was different from the average pizza-arcade, there was a prominent stage in the "Performance Room" next to the game room where a large golden brown bear, appropriately named Fredbear, performed. It was different from the one that existed decades before her birth, a knock-off almost.
Nothing, besides the usual lawsuits that came with a franchise, happened at that restaurant until her friend's seventh birthday party. She was tucked away from the rest of the kids who wanted to tug at Fredbear's wires. In a corner she watched her father play Galaga. She had snuck away from him while she waited for her turn when she stumbled upon a darkened hallway and like any other child she dove in head first, her curiosity pulled her forward into a room with an old, brownish bronze-colored plaque labeled "Office".
It wasn't anything special: dimly lit, dusty, and stuffy. The only thing that was worth looking at in the office was an old computer that quietly whirred in the center, it wasn't what was on the computer but rather the papers under the screen that she could properly see if she sat on her knees in the chair. One paper sat in the middle of the desk while others were scattered about. She didn't understand much of the paper but she did gather two things: One, Fredbear was getting replaced. Two, in a location in Mayhem, away from her, a kid had just died AGAIN and the company didn't want anyone to know.
She had stumbled out of the chair, the letter still gripped in her hand, when an employee walked through the door. "Hey, kid! What the hell are you doing in here?" She ignored the screams of the man and burst back into the performance room into the arms of her father. She had balled the paper up and placed it in her back pocket.
A week after that the place had shut down for reasons unknown and a few weeks after that her father had announced they were going to move, which didn't bother her until he had said where they were going, Mayhem. She remembered the name from the paper she had stolen, the ink was already faded.
She never liked Mayhem.
She saw things, but she never told anyone besides a close friend she had. She heard things people didn't hear. She became slightly obsessed with Fazbear and everything that had to do with it and as she fell down the rabbit hole of theories and scandals she became determined to uncover the dark past of the franchise.
When her father died for unknown reasons her relationship with her mother become more and more strained. Her mother was secretive, so was her daughter. She didn't know much about herself but she knew one thing: she was curious, she was smart, and she was going to do something great one day.