Fuck. Fucking hell. Oh. Hi. Names Detective Yorrick. I know. You're probably wondering what happened to me. Well, after I regained my memory from that white faceless creature who somehow was partly the cause of my amnesia; main reason was some fucked up experiment after I was caught, I went to drinking trying to kill the pain and erase these memories. You see, I'm just a sad-sack of a man who just had the worst luck. Everything goes to hell. But I continue to do detective work just to have some income and keep drinking. Sometimes I wish I was still Scarecrow so I could forget this life and live as a mindless creature.
As I was mourning to myself as I heard on the radio of some odd strings events happening at place called Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Hmm. At first I didn't think much of it since it's not my job to worry about what happens at a place like that, but rumors start circling that there was a conspiracy at that place and that the machines are possibly possessed by poor souls who died there. I also been told about rumors that it never gets closed, regardless of complaints from the parents or teens there. Hmm. Odd. Why is it still open? I'm also hearing rumors of a old incident involving the machines.
I decided to try and search the liberty computers for any info on this event. From what I read it seems that one of the machines took a chuck outta a kid's head and caused a panic. Hmm. That explain why it looks a lil run down now, but why ain't it closed? Did something change? Suddenly, I started hearing voices and I looked around me; saying things like help me. Hmm. Seems there's more to then than I thought. I decided to go undercover as a security guard there, so I can find out what's going on. It's now got me extremely curious. I tried to find the last man to work as a guard there, Mike Schmidt, but so far I couldn't find trace of him. From what I heard from the staff he took what he earned from this 6 nights and left town. They said he accused the place of being cursed.
Hmm. Huh? There's those voices again. I looked around and saw the voices was now coming from the machines. Interesting. I'm gonna assume the staff can't hear these voices and whatever or whoever is doing this has chosen me as it's next victim. Later that night, as all the costumers left, the manger showed me to the security office where I would be keeping an eye on the place and... Those voices again! Escape? Alone? What are voices talking about? Is this place really haunted or am I going mad already? The manager showed me how everything worked; from the cameras to the switches for the lights and the doors. He also said at night the generator is on low power at night to save energy. Well, I guess after that incident years ago and the fact things seem to be not up to any kinda of code, which I'm also surprised they get away with it, I shouldn't be surprised they trying to save energy on such a budget. I'll be alone tonight, so I'll have to try and sneak into the offices and look through there files on that day.