"To whom it may concern...if you're listening to this recording, it means i'm either dead...or have disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Maybe both. My name is Tyler Willcox. I'm 10 years old. It's May 5th-1984. Last year, i was living in New Harmony-Utah. But something happened that changed my life forever. Not for the better either. My parents wanted better for me, so we moved away to another town here in, hoping we could start our lives over. Unfortunately, nothing could be further from the truth for me. Sure, my new life seems normal enough...but think again. Nobody believes me, but these past few days have been the definition of creepy. I'm going to you the story of what's happened to me these last four days. It's about my best friend...and a toy of his. A toy that meant so much to him that he took it with him everywhere he went. Including...the afterlife. Still don't believe me? You will. Anyway, stories don't always start where they end up. This one started a long way from here...in 1983."


Thou shall not fall

Thou shall not die

Thou shall not fear

Thou shall not kill.

FIVE DAYS TO LIVE.

1#The Bite Of '83.

Harmony, Utah

May 5th-(1983)

Fredbear's Family Diner was reminicent of ShowBiz Pizza Place and Chuck E. Cheese's providing entertainment by singing and dancing animatronic mascots. The primary mascot of the restaurant was Fredbear himself, accompanied by Spring Bonnie respectively. The diner was the first establishment opened by William Afton and his business partner, Henry Emily, in 1970.

Tonight was a special night in the diner for a very special little boy. For inside, the dimly lit place was decorated with birthday party relics. All of the long tables were covered with white table cloths that had confetti designs on them, striped birthday party hats were in rows on the tables and a bunch of red, blue, light green and purple balloons were stuck to the walls by their strings by tacks.

Fredbear stood on the lit stage, with Spring Bonnie standing next to him on the right. Fredbear was a gold/yellow color with fake fur, blue eyes, a black nose, he wore a purple bow-tie, a purple top hat, and held a fake cordless microphone in his right hand. There was also a red and blue banner on the wall behind the two animatronics that red HAPPY BIRTHDAY, with a bunch of red, blue, light green and purple balloons stuck to wall with tacks by their strings on both sides of the banner, and there were two stereos hanging from the ceiling on both sides of the stage.

The diner also had arcade game-machines for kids to play and win tickets to buy souvenirs.

As the song CALL ME by Blondie played over the intercom, 9-year old Tyler Willcox stood over by the animal plush-toy stand with his best friend, 9-year old Evan Norman Afton, and his other two friends, 8-year old Charlotte "Charlie" Emily, and 8-year old brother, Sam "Sammy" Emily. Evan's father, William Afton, was holding his birthday party at Fredbear's, but the only friends of his who showed up were Tyler, Charlie and Sammy. In fact, they were his only friends. Regardless, their company was very much appreciated.

Tyler had long neck-length brown hair and brown eyes.

Evan had long brown neck-length hair, brown eyes, he wore a white short sleeve shirt with cartoon designs of Fredbear and Spring Bonnie-playing a guitar, on the front, and brown trims on the sleeves, neckline and at the bottom of his shirt. He also wore black thigh-length shorts, as well as white sneakers with black in them, and he held a sitting plush-toy of Fredbear in his arms, it being gold, it's eyes black with white pupils, and wearing a purple bow-tie and a purple top hat.

Charlie also had brown hair that went past her shoulders and stopped at her upper-back, and her eyes were brown.

Sammy had wavy brown hair and brown eyes.

"Thanks for coming to my party, Tyler. I really appreciate it." Evan said.

"Yeah, sure thing. Anytime, man. And i do expect you to show up at mine in September." Tyler said.

"Dude...why wouldn't i be there?" Evan said.

"You think you'd want one of those plush-toys?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah. Maybe." Evan said, smiling. He then noticed a yellow rabbit plush-toy with a purple tie among the other plushes in the stand. "I don't have one of those yet. That's the Bonnie?"

"Are you crazy, they're like a thousand and 200 tickets." Sammy said to Charlie.

"We could pull together if you want to." Charlie said to Evan.

"(Yawns)." Evan yawned, putting his right hand up to his mouth. "That might be fun."

"Don't forget about us." Came a young male voice.

Tyler and the others looked and saw four animal mascot-masked boys coming their way, one with long neck-length black hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and wearing a Foxy-mask, the second a Chica-mask, the third one a Bonnie-mask, and the fourth a golden Fredbear-mask. The Foxy-masked boy was 12 years old while the other three boys were in their late teens.

"Come on, guys. Let's trash 'em." Said the Foxy-masked boy as he and his friends walked towards Evan and the others.

"Uh-oh. Here comes trouble." Tyler said.

"Hey, there he is, the golden boy himself." The Foxy-masked boy said as he and his friends walked up to Evan and the others. "Fancy meet'n you here, loser. Tell me, how does it feel to be one step closer to a dead end life, Daddy's boy?"

"Hahahahaha!!!" The other three masked boys laughed.

"Michael...stop." Evan said firmly, a stern look on his face.

"Yeah, Mike, stop. He's gonna cry." Said the Fredbear-masked teenage-boy. "Haha."

"Mike...please don't do this. Not tonight." Evan begged.

"What are you guys doing here?! No one invited you to this party!" Tyler said.

"We invited ourselves. After all, what kind of big brother would i be if i missed my little brother bro's birthday?" Said the Foxy-masked boy known as Michael, Evan's older brother.

"How considerate." Charlie said sarcastically.

"That's very thoughtful of you." Sammy added, also sarcastically.

"Yo-you creep me out Michael. I'll tell Dad." Evan said fearfully.

"If you wanna keep that stupid bear, you won't tell Dad squat." Michael threatened.

"Why are you wearing those masks?" Evan asked with worry.

"Well, because we're the entertainment tonight. And boy, do we have a surprise for you." Michael said.

"What...surprise?" Evan asked fearfully.

"Well, we've decided that since you're such a big fan of Fredbear, we wanted to show you something special. Something so special, you'll never forget this night, ever." Michael said.

"You guys are such bullies!" Tyler said.

"Stay out of this, rat-face!" Michael said.

"Looked in the mirror yourself lately, fox-face?" Tyler asked.

"Yeah, seriously?! Back off, you mischief-makers!" Sammy said.

""Can it, you little brat!" The Chica-masked boy said.

"Leave him alone, Michael." Charlie said.

"Shut up, brownie." Michael said.

"Hey, don't talk to my sister that way!" Sammy said.

"I can't believe you need a girl to defend you, squirt." Said the Chica-masked boy to Evan.

"Wow, your brother's kind of a baby, isn't he?" The Fredbear-masked boy said.

"It's hilarious. Why don't we help him get a closer look? He'll love it." Michael said. "You two grab them, we'll grab Evan, and let's get this party started." He said to his three masked-friends.

"No, please." Evan begged fearfully as tears formed in his eyes.

Two of Michael's friends grabbed ahold of Tyler, Charlie and Sammy, restraining them, with the Bonnie-masked boy holding Tyler and the Fredbear-masked boy holding Charlie and Sammy.

"Hey! Let us go!" Tyler said as he, Charlie and Sammy struggled to free themselves, to no avail.

"Let's give the little man a lift. He wants to get up close and personal." Michael said as he and his Chica-masked friend grabbed Evan, making him drop his Fredbear plush-toy.

"No, i don't wanna go." Evan said cryingly, the tears running down his face as Michael and his Chica-masked friend carried him towards the stage where Fredbear was.

"Evan!" Tyler shouted.

Michael and his Chica-masked friend carried Evan up to the stage in front of Fredbear.

"Hey, guys, i think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss." Michael said. "Ready? On 3? 1-"

"Michael, no." Evan said cryingly, more tears running down his face.

"2...3." Michael finished counting before he and his Chica-masked friend shoved Evan's head into the mouth of Fredbear.

"NO!" Tyler shouted before he bit down hard on the Bonnie-masked boy's right hand, making him cry out in pain as he released him, allowing the 10-year old to run up to the stage where he rushed up onto it and wrapped his arms around Evan's waist. "I've got you! Hold on, Evan! Hold on!" He said, attempting to pull Evan's head out of Fredbear's mouth, to no avail.

"Please, Tyler, i'm scared." Evan begged cryingly as more and more tears ran down his face and into Fredbear's mouth, followed by the mascot bear's mouth chomp down on the 9-year old boy's head, crushing it with a loud, sickening CRUNCH, his body going limp and lifeless, making the inside of Fredbear's mouth all bloody, as well as blood--Evan's blood-- splattering on Tyler's face.


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