Saturday, June 26, 1982

Things were going swimmingly for William Afton.

Yesterday, he had managed to acquire two more subjects with relative ease. The first was a seven-year-old boy named Jeremy, whose parents had forgotten to pick him up, and the second was an eight-year-old boy named Gabriel, who wished dearly that he could have his upcoming birthday party at Freddy's, even though his parents couldn't afford it. William had taken advantage of their respective situation by telling Gabriel that he would throw him a birthday party and then invited Jeremy to come along before he lured them both to the safe room. Once there, William took Jeremy by surprise and cut his throat. Gabriel was similarly easy to dispatch, as the boy was too frightened to move when he saw what happened to his friend.

After Freddy Fazbear's Pizza had closed that day, William stuffed Gabriel's body inside of Freddy and Jeremy's inside of Bonnie. With that done, he cleaned up the safe room, activated the Puppet's music box, and then went to the security office to observe the animatronics. The observations he made with Freddy and Bonnie lined up with what he had seen the previous night with Chica—he detected a faint electromagnetic field past midnight that fluctuated wildly, culminating in a large spike of intensity near the end of the night, which was accompanied by twitching. As for Chica, William could see that her electromagnetic field had grown in intensity and no longer fluctuated as wildly as the night before, and she would occasionally move her head or limbs throughout the night.


It was late in the evening, and William exited the safe room while wearing the Spring Bonnie suit. He had just killed another young boy, who he had lured away by pretending to take him backstage to see his favorite animatronic—Foxy.

William smiled to himself—he finally had what he needed to stuff the last animatronic, which meant that the most difficult part of this was finally over. Breathing out a sigh of relief, he began to trudge over to Parts and Service.

As he was passing through the main area of the restaurant, William suddenly felt a small object impact the back of his head. He swung around and spotted an eight-year-old girl who was aiming an improvised slingshot at him that was made out of a ballpoint pen and a rubber band, and loaded with a paperclip. She smirked and then fired the paperclip at him, hitting the forehead of the suit.

Gritting his teeth, William stepped over to the girl to take the improvised weapon away from her.

"Give me that!" He exclaimed, doing his best to stay in-character.

However, before he could get close enough, she fired another shot at him, this one hitting him in the eye. Fortunately, the eye coverings of the suit prevented him from actually getting hurt.

He angrily snatched the slingshot away from her.

"Give it back, you big dummy!" The little girl demanded and kicked William in the shin.

For a moment, he felt a deep sense of dread wash over him. Thankfully, the kick didn't trigger a springlock failure.

Doing his utmost to keep his cool, William replied, "You can have it back when you leave."

"Nuh-uh! You're just gonna keep it for yourself, you thief!" She shouted back.

"Thief? My dear, I am an animatronic—it's against my programming to steal from guests," William lied in an attempt to shut her down.

"You're not an animatronic! You're just some stupid loser wearing an ugly costume!" The girl shot back.

William's eye twitched.

He really, really hated this girl.

Without a word, he turned around and walked away from her. What else was he supposed to do? Continue to try in vain to convince her that he wasn't a guy in a suit? All that would accomplish would be to draw more attention to him and ruin the magic for the other kids! No, it was much better to just get out of that situation entirely before it escalated.

Of course, the little girl refused to let it go. Instead, she kept following him, all the while she continued to berate and insult him in-between demanding to get her toy back.

Without really thinking about it, William walked towards the hallway that led to the safe room rather than to Parts and Service. Sure enough, she just continued to follow him.

At this point, all William wanted to do was to murder this insufferable child.

Once they reached the door to the safe room, William looked around to make sure that no one else was around to see what he was about to do. Then, after unlocking the door, he took the girl by complete surprise when he suddenly lifted her by the throat. He grinned at her as he watched her clutch his hand and kick in the air.

William entered the safe room and locked the door behind him, all the while making sure to hold the girl far enough away to prevent her kicks from making contact with the rest of his body. He went over to his tool box to get his knife, but just as he was about to take it, he stopped himself. Grinning, William instead pulled a hammer out of the box.

Then, after pinning the girl to the wall, William let loose and started whaling on her with the hammer, unleashing all of his built-up frustration and anger. She shrieked in pain as he broke and shattered her legs, hands, and arms. In retrospect, it was a good thing that the room was sound proofed. Once everything else had been broken, William proceeded to smash the girl's face in, starting with her lower jaw and then working his way up. Part of him couldn't help but be fascinated by how much the human body could endure before it finally died.

After he was done, William released his grip of the girl's neck and watched her body slump down on the floor. He went over to the other side of the room, where he got out of the Spring Bonnie suit. It was only then that the realization hit him—not only had he gone too far this time, but he shouldn't have killed her. After all, there were only four animatronics, so what the hell would he do with her body? Sure, he could move it into his car after hours and bury her somewhere in the wilderness, but that would be such a waste. He would hate to have done something so brutal and horrendous for no reason.

However, there was an alternative—he could stuff her in the Fredbear springlock suit. Of course, the problem with that was that the body would be found the moment Gus came to put on the suit. In order to prevent that from happening, William would have to hide it and alter the records to make everyone believe that the suit was transported off-site. While it was certainly not ideal, William figured that it was the best option he had.


That night, after clocking in for his shift, William tinkered with the Fredbear suit and disabled its springlock mechanism. The last thing he needed was for it to go off while he was stuffing the girl into it, and it wasn't as if the suit was going to be used again after this. With that done, William stuffed the boy he had killed that day into Foxy, and the girl into the Fredbear suit. Next, he cleaned up the safe room and then loaded Fredbear onto a handcart and transported it to the basement.

No sooner had he done so when he suddenly heard someone knock on the front door.

William ran to the security office so that he could see who it was through the surveillance system, and much to his dismay, he saw two police officers. He stared at the screen in horror as he ran his fingers through his hair. It was only when they knocked again that he once again stirred into action. He hurriedly made his way to the entrance where he opened the door.

Doing his utmost to keep his cool, William gave the officers a courteous smile. "May I help you?"

"Hi, I'm Detective Brown. This is Detective Wright," one of the police officers said, introducing himself and his partner. "We're investigating the disappearance of a little girl who was last seen on these premises earlier today. Would it be alright if we came in to look around, and maybe look through your surveillance footage?"

William suppressed the urge to panic. That girl had proven once again to have been more trouble than she had been worth. He shouldn't have killed her!

He knew that if he denied their request, it would draw suspicion to himself, which wasn't something he could afford. However, he reminded himself that there wasn't anything that they were likely to find that would incriminate him—the safe room was clean, the surveillance system had not been recording any footage since the start of his shift, and the bodies were hidden inside of the animatronics, where they were extremely unlikely to be found, since they hadn't yet decomposed to the point where they gave off any noticeable smell.

Steeling himself, William gave the police officers a nod. "Of course, come in!"

"Thanks," Brown replied as he and his partner entered the restaurant. "You mind showing us the surveillance footage of today?"

"Not at all," William replied as he closed and locked the front door. "Follow me, I'll bring you to the security office."

As the officers followed him through the main area, Wright spoke up. "That's a peculiar accent you have there. Where you from?"

"England," William replied as he led them down the western corridor.

"And what's your name?" Wright asked.

"The name's William Afton." He entered the security office with the officers following close behind. He then took them to a bookshelf full of videotapes in the back of the office and pulled out the tapes containing the day's surveillance footage. "Here we go." He gestured to a desk at the corner of the office that had a television and VCR on it. "You can review the footage there."

Brown took one of the videotapes and looked at the label. "Any suggestions on which one we should start with?"

William opened and closed his mouth. While he wasn't too keen on helping them any more than necessary, he certainly didn't want them to stay here past midnight. Finally, he answered, "Camera 1B covers most of the main area of the restaurant, so I would recommend starting with that one."

Brown nodded. "Alright."

With that, the officers went over to the desk and began to review the footage—Brown sitting down, while Wright leaned on the desk. Meanwhile, William kept checking the time. It was 11:32 PM when they started, and at 11:48 PM, they finally found something.

"Hey, look at this," Brown said as he rewound the tape. He then stopped it and pointed at the screen. "You can see a bunny mascot lead a little red-haired kid to the other end of the room."

Wright turned to William. "Do you have any cameras covering that part of the hall?"

"Let's see…" William began as he stepped closer to get a better look. He recognized himself in the Spring Bonnie suit, of course, as well as the boy he had killed earlier that day. "Hmm… While we don't have any cameras covering that part of the room, I believe it might be fair to assume that they're heading for the restrooms, since there's nothing else of interest in that direction. Try Camera 7."

"Alright," Brown replied as he ejected the video tape. He replaced it with the one for Camera 7 and fast-forwarded it to the point where they had stopped the footage of Camera 1B. "Hey, look!"

Sure enough, it showed Spring Bonnie leading the boy towards the camera until they both disappeared from view.

Wright turned to William. "Do you have any other cameras for that part of the building?"

William grimaced. "No, unfortunately. But from the looks of it, they were heading towards the safe room."

"Is it possible to enter or leave this safe room without being caught on camera?" Brown asked.

William shook his head. "No."

"Alright, then let's see if they come back out," Brown said and then fast-forwarded the tape until Spring Bonnie came back into view—he was returning to the main area alone.

Wright furrowed his brow. "What the hell?"

Brown proceeded to fast-forward the tape again, and before long, they saw Spring Bonnie return, this time accompanied by a black-haired girl. Brown stopped the tape and pulled out a photo of the same girl.

William frowned as he looked at the picture. Even in death, this girl kept being a pain in the ass.

Brown showed the photo to his partner and said, "Look, it's her!"

"Keep going!" Wright said.

Brown fast-forwarded the tape again. Once more, they saw Spring Bonnie leave, but there was no sign of the girl.

Wright turned to William. "The safe room. Show it to us."

"As you wish," William replied.

He led the police officers out of the security office and brought them to the safe room. Both of them were quite surprised to find a clean, mostly empty room with just a few tools and pieces of equipment lying around.

"Damn it," Brown cursed under his breath before he and his partner began to look around the room in the hopes of finding anything that could point them in the right direction.

William, meanwhile, checked his watch and grimaced. It was 11:56 PM. If they didn't leave soon, things would really get out of hand.

After what felt like an eternity, the police officers finally gave up.

Brown approached William and asked, "That guy in the bunny costume, you know who he is?"

"Yes, that's Liam Ward," William lied.

Brown gave Wright a look before he turned back to William and said, "Alright, thanks for the help."

William smiled at them. "My pleasure."

He accompanied the police officers as they walked through the restaurant towards the exit. However, as they approached the entrance, William noticed that the Puppet had left its box. He grit his teeth. He really needed to get these guys out of here.

Thankfully, neither of them seemed to have noticed that something was amiss.

Once they finally reached the front doors, Brown turned to William and offered him a polite smile. "Have a good night, Mister Afton."

"And to you," William replied with a forced smile. "And good luck finding those kids."

With that, the police officers finally left.

William checked his watch again. It was now 12:17 AM. He cursed to himself as he locked the front doors. Not only had they disrupted his routine, but they had only narrowly avoided seeing the animatronics come to life.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, William trudged his way over to the security office. However, he came to an abrupt halt when he spotted the Puppet in the east hallway, and it was acting… strange. It glared at him with its black eyes, and it almost felt like its gaze was piercing through his soul.

Then, suddenly, the Puppet began to float towards William, who instinctively took a step back. All of the fear that he had previously seen in the Puppet was seemingly gone, replaced with anger.

The buzzing sound of servos then drew William's attention to the stage, and his heart sank when he saw that Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were all glaring at him as well. He took another step back and then saw the chicken animatronic get off the stage.

He turned back to the Puppet, only to see that it was closing in on him. Fear overtook him, and he ran as fast as he could towards the safe room, and from the sound of the heavy footsteps behind him, the animatronics were in hot pursuit.

However, William was only a couple of feet away from the door when he noticed that the footsteps had stopped. He looked behind him and saw both the Puppet and Chica just standing there a few feet away from him, looking around as if he had disappeared from their view. It seemed as if, for whatever reason, they simply couldn't perceive this part of the building.

William let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. As dangerous as the animatronics seemed to be, he was safe from them for now.

Not really having anything else to do, William spent the rest of that night testing the boundaries of this invisible space. From what he could gather, the safe room and the part of the hallway that led to it could not be perceived by the animatronics, which was very useful to know. After all, if they had tried to get him tonight, what was to stop them from trying the next one?

When 6:00 AM finally rolled around, Chica and the Puppet returned to their respective spots, allowing William to leave. However, before he could end his shift, William knew that he had to go back down to the basement and hide Fredbear before the day shift arrived.

He hurriedly made his way down to where he had left the animatronic, but once he got there, William's eyes went wide.

Fredbear was gone.

William felt a chill run down his spine as he looked around frantically. He knew that he shouldn't have killed this fucking girl! He knew it!

Finally, William opted to just grab the handcart and get out of there.


In the days that followed, Liam was arrested and charged for the disappearance of the two children William had killed that day, and it wasn't long until the remaining three kids were linked to the incident. However, the charges against him were eventually dropped, as no one could prove that he was the one wearing the Spring Bonnie suit.

Of course, this did not help Fazbear Entertainment. Not only was this the mother of PR nightmares, but the parents of the victims filed a class action lawsuit, which would end up costing the company millions of dollars. And while Liam wasn't convicted for the murder of the five missing children, Lloyd Hodson, the manager, ended up being convicted for the wrongful death of those children due to negligence of safety and general misconduct.

As time passed, guests and members of staff began to notice a foul odor coming from the animatronics, which eventually got so bad that the health department threatened to shut down the restaurant. This went on until some guests noticed that blood and mucus were seeping out of the animatronics, at which point the police got involved, and that was when the horribly decomposed bodies of four of the children were found.

With everything that had happened, Fazbear Entertainment was eventually forced to close down the restaurant a few weeks later. They had simply lost too many customers to stay in business. Instead, Fazbear Entertainment shifted its focus to its merchandise and cartoon show, as well as Fredbear's Diner, which wasn't as affected by the incident as the other restaurant.

As for William, he remained as the night guard until the closure of Freddy's and learned as much as he possibly could from the haunted animatronics. Of course, with the danger that the animatronics posed to him, he had little choice but to stay close to the safe room. In order to continue to monitor the animatronics, William built a transceiver that he could easily plug into the security monitors at the start of his shift, allowing him to see through the cameras on a handheld television and flip through them via a radio remote. Between this and looking through the code of the animatronics, William was able to learn a lot.

He learned that, despite being possessed by a human soul, each animatronic was still beholden to its programming. This was why they were unable to enter the corridor leading to the safe room, and it was why they were only ever able to act freely between 12:00 AM and 6:00 AM—each and every one of the animatronics had an extensive conditional algorithm that dictated their every action based on the time of day and other factors. This algorithm was initialized every morning at 6:00 AM and continued to run throughout the day, but when a new day rolled around at 12:00 AM, the system would reset, causing the algorithm to go inactive.

William also learned that the personality of each soul seemingly fused with the programmed behavior of its host animatronic. This was most apparent with Chica and the Puppet—the former was cartoonishly gluttonous, while the later was very protective of the other animatronics.

However, as William continued to work as a nightguard, strange and unnerving things would occur. Every once in a while, he would feel a chill down his spine, or like someone was watching him. And sometimes he would see Fredbear just in the corner of his eye, only to turn around and see nothing there.

By the time Freddy Fazbear's Pizza shut down, William had already begun modifying and redesigning his Funtime animatronics. After all, in order to continue his research into Remnant, he needed subjects and ways to experiment in a much more controlled setting.