Hello, hello? Uh, hey there. I wanted to leave a message for you. The office you're in right now, I actually worked at that place. Yeah, my boss, Mike Schmidt, he let me join. Man, it was a good thing I was hired. I made a lot of new friends. Well, Matthew, you won't have any trouble working here. Trust me, Mike is a nice boss. But, bad things happen here sometimes. I just can't believe what happened to the animatronics, y'know? Mike loved them. He wished for it to reverse some how. But sadly, he couldn't. Well, make sure to-

Freida Fazbear's Pizza - 4 AM | 2022

Mike finished reattaching Freida's arm, he soon approached Leo. "Look, you need to quit." Mike said as he pulled out his phone. "Trust me, Mike. I'll be fine." Mike shook his head as he called 911. "No, Leo. This place is too dangerous." Leo nodded, still feeling the sharp pain in his leg. "Hello? Yes, I'd like to report an injured man." Mike stood up and wandered around the pizzeria. "His name is Leo Baker. 20 minutes? Okay." He then hung up the phone. "Freida, help me put Leo on Chica's bed."

Freida nodded, approaching Leo to assist Mike. They both pulled him up and dragged towards Chica's room. As they laid him on the comfortable bed, Leo gestured Mike to wait. "Look, before they pick me up and I quit. Thanks for the job, Mike." Mike felt tears start to form. "No pro-problem, man." Mike quickly left the room and wiped away his tears.

Mike rested on his bed, thinking of the past, before the Marionette ruined everything. He remembered Liza, that session with Freida and Springtrap. He even remembered that bite. "Wait, bite...?" Mike became confused. He digged deeper in his mind. "When did I get bitten?" He said to himself, trying to remember. He felt his body disappear as he was pulled into a memory.

Freddy Fazbear's Starpizza | 2017

Mike felt Foxy bite off a huge chunk of his head. Raptor punched Foxy, causing her to fly back. "Mike!" Raptor carried Mike as he approached the Supply Closet. Mike's frontal lobe was bit off by Foxy, he could see the blood leak from the bite. "Shit, shit, shit..." Raptor laid Mike against the wall of the Supply Closet. "You'll be okay..."

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza - 4 AM | 2022

Mike rubbed his hand along his head, feeling the stitches. "It never happened..." He spoke, everything Mike ever witnessed with the Marionette had never happened. It was Raptor who burned Foxy, and killed the Marionette. "But what about when Toy Chica almost killed me and he used Mangle's hook?" Mike then had it all come back to him. He felt his scars bleed. "You can't." A voice spoke in his head, Mike felt excruciating pain in his head. "AGH!" He yelled out, hitting the wall. Blood dripped all over the floor.

He remembered Foxy biting him, Purple Guy killing the children. The killer. "No..." Mike fell on the floor, clasping his head. "I'm sorry, Captain." He spoke, his eyes became black as night as blood continued to drip on the floor. "Mike?" Springtrap finally woke up, seeing the bleeding Mike. "Too late." Mike passed out.

Methodist - 6 AM | 2022

Mike woke up to see him hooked to all sorts of contraptions. "What... where am I?" He mumbled, seeing the hospital bed he was lying in. A nurse approached him, "Michael Schmidt, am I correct?" Mike nodded, feeling himself wanting to go back to sleep. "We found you in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, you were covered in blood." Mike stared at the nurse in shock. "Blo-blood...?" The nurse nodded, "We also have Leo Baker, who must quit." Mike sulked, but then agreed.

He looked at the hallway in front of him, as he saw Leo lie on the bed, being carried out by the staff of Methodist. "Leo, I'm so sorry..." Mike attempted to reach out his hand, but he was far from him. "Leo..." Mike soon became drowsy, seeing the Purple Man stand in front of him. "Wh-what...?" Mike fell asleep.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza - 10 PM | 2022

Mike entered the pizzeria, seeing no one in the Office. He entered Freida's room, no one was in there. "The hell...?" He mumbled, opening Bonnie's room. "Did they leave?" He soon went upstairs to his room, he opened the door. "SURPRISE!" The animatronics yelled out, Mike smiled warmly. Springtrap, Freida, practically everyone was in his room. "Where's Leo?" Chica asked happily. Mike sighed, "Leo is... he had to quit." the animatronics gasped.

Chica ran out of Mike's room, sobbing. "I know... just, everyone, please, get out." The animatronics nodded as they exited, with Springtrap closing the door.

"Now you can finally be mine..." A feminine voice spoke, sending a chill to Mike's spine. He felt a hand clasp his shoulder. "Back off..." Mike muttered.

"Why should I...?" The voice spoke once again, as Mike felt another hand go down to his jeans. "Because you ripped off Freida's arm, took off Bonnie's face, and broke Leo's leg..." Mike then felt his jeans fall to the floor. "I can relieve you of your stress... My work is golden." Mike immediately turned around, trying to land a blow on the golden animatronic. But she caught it. "Wha...?" It happened too quick. Mike flew to the wall, immediately becoming unconscious.

Mike felt something slick and warm wrap around his member. He regained his sight and saw the golden animatronic. "Rest, my sweetheart..." Her feminine voice hypnotized Mike as he rested, enjoying the pleasure. Mike bucked his hips upward, wanting more.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MIKE?!

THIS IS TORTURE, NOT PLEASURE.

Mike clasped his head, the thoughts giving him a headache.

BREAK FREE!

GOLDEN FREIDA IS TRICKING YOU!

Mike didn't pay attention, as Golden Freida saddled on Mike.

Freida shot up, her ears perked. Chica looked at her, "What happened?" she looked at Chica. "Some weird dream about Mike Schmidt or something..." Chica tilted her head. "Who's Mike Schmidt?" She asked, Freida shrugged. "I don't know, maybe he's a friend of Jeremy."

Rebooting...

Rerouting file: MEMORY

File loaded.

He never was there. It was all a lie.

Those animatronics actually believed me.

Mike Schmidt, the night-guard.

What a fucking joke.

Oh well, atleast I'm here, watching the robots.

Might as well tell them it was all a made-up story.

That Mike Schmidt was never real.