Daytime: Mike's apartment

Vanessa raises her eyebrow. "Afton? As in the Swedish word for evening or night?"

"Yeah, it is a Swedish word for that. Are you from Sweden?"

"Nope, I'm part Irish, Dutch, German, and Israelite."

"Woah"

"I know. I have four countries running through my veins. As for your question about this Afton guy, I have never heard of him. What made you ask?"

"He might have been responsible for the ghosts I saw last night."

Vanessa pinched her nose bridge. "Are you seriously going to entertain that theory, Mike? I'm willing to believe the rampaging animatronics because, who knows? Maybe it was a thunderstrike that reignited the robots in a malfunctioning state, or worse, we have a mastermind running amuck who's trying to kill you. But ghost? GHOST!? Do I seriously look like a ghostbuster to you?"

"Well, with a proton pack, gray firefighter uniform, and a paint job for your work car, it could work."

"Michael!"

"Sorry"

"*sigh* and tell what these ghosts look like because we are DONE if you say that they are white as a sheet and look like a sheet."

"You're right about the coloring but not the overall appearance."

"Oh, really, then tell me what it looked like down to the last detail?"

a light bulb floats above Mike's head. "Better yet, I'll draw as they look like."

"they, huh?" Vanessa thought as Mike grabbed a piece of paper, a pencil, and coloring pencils.

He drew a pale African American boy and two girls; one is a pale caucasian, and the other is a pale Latina. All of them had multiple cuts and had black tears flowing out of their bodies.

He showed her the picture, and her eyes widened. "Pretty gruesome, huh?"

"Mike, I'm a cop. Seeing gruesome things on the human body is like 25% of the job at most, but that's not the reason why I went in shock."

"It's not? Then what?"

"*sigh* Mike, I was hoping we wouldn't get to talk about it, but if these are the "ghosts" you saw, we have to address it."

"What is this "it" you keep talking about?"

"Are you familiar with the missing children incident?" "missing children incident? I think you need to be more specific. People of various ages always get kidnapped with a one in a million chance."

"Good point. For a specific and simplistic reason, let's call it the Lost Faz Kids case."

"Got it. Wait a second, did this occur between 1983 and 1993?"

"Sadly, yes."

Mike goes pale and lands on the ground. "Oh my god, oh my fucking god."

"So you heard."

"Damn straight, I did! After I got arrested, the law and prisoners kept telling me the pizzeria was not tainted with the blood of murdered children, a blood flow that started flowing at *gulp* that year! So, is this true!? Am I the cause of those families imploding with grief as I did with mine!?"

As Mike hyperventilated, Vanessa took Mike's hands and looked into his eyes. "Mike, even if you do have anything to do with these murders, you were still in jail with only an accident as your crime. It's possible that whoever killed those kids had a grudge against Fazbear Entertainment, or at least against you, your family, or your father's partner, Henrich Aemilius."

Mike's breathing returned to normal. "You're right, but what do we do now?"

"Well, the LFK case went cold since 1993, to the point when Amber Rene Hagerman was murdered. We briefly reopened the case to see if there's even a remote hint of a connection. If your claim is true, then the case is unofficially reopened by technicality, and we'll need clues."

"That pizzeria is an obvious pool of it."

"Well, it would have if it weren't for the fact that every joint was searched from top to bottom, and we couldn't even find the bodies."

"What!?"

"And believe it or not, it gets more complicated. The assailant was caught on camera luring the kids, but they were fully costumed. Mask and all. Meaning that visual identity was off the table."

"and without a single corpse to analyze, you couldn't solve the case, right?"

"Well, the force couldn't. I wasn't there when it happened, and I know all about this because of my father's death."

"Amerable, but are you sure your forces didn't even find at least one suspect?"

"*sigh*"

"Oh no"

"We did, but you're not gonna like it."

Mike raised his eyebrow. "Who?"

"On the camera, we see the assailant wearing a golden bonnie costume."

Mike goes even more pale as he learns what that means to him as a man in a gold and purple suit flashes within his mind. "Father?"

"I'm afraid so. With his blatant love for that character, he was the most obvious suspect, and they had to arrest and interrogate him. However, without any additional clues, he left a free man."

"If that's so, then where is he!? Since I got out, my family has been in an even worse state than it was back that year. Father disappeared, and so did my sister! I tried getting the police to help, but nobody wanted to help a murderer! The only thing I could do was to take care of my mentally broken mother who's stuck in a hospital because of-"

"Michael!" Mike's attention turns to Vanessa

"Ever since I read your file, I've been reexamining clues, and after so many reexaminations, I believe that your father was framed; the problem is that we have no leads."

Mike flashes back to the man with the knife. "Except for one"

Vanessa raised her eyebrow. "This William Afton guy?"

"Exactly."

"Mike, even if that was true, Where did you even get that name from?"

"It was from…"

One explanation later

Vanessa pinched her nose bridge. "You can't be serious."

"I would never waste your time with ridiculous topics if this wasn't true, though I would be lying if I said that I'm not confused about the "stuffed us" part."

"*sigh* You realize what this means, though, right?"

"*gulp* Yes, I do. Tonight at midnight, it's back to work for me."

"Big time. Here's what I recommend, though."

"What?"

"Arrive early so you can study the ghost or animatronics better."

"In other words, know my enemy."

Vannessa nods. "Do you think that I could talk to them?"

"Mike, they tried to kill you."

"I know, but they think that I'm their killer, that I'm Afton, but that's not even my real last name."

"Of course not. Otherwise, you wouldn't be asking me if I knew that name in the first place."

"So what are you going to do?"

"There is only one thing I can do. I will investigate your old childhood home, just in case you cannot find anything."

"Vanessa!"

"I'm sorry, Michael, but this is one hell of a clue and lead you gave me; do you know that? Until I get some believable proof, we're on our own."

"You don't say," Mike thought with a smile.

"And please remember that I'm a cop; I could have you arrested for inappropriate stares."

"Oh! I was, uhm,"

"Hmph, hmph. You really are too much. Depending on your behavior, I would think about going on a real date," Mike beams as Vanessa turns to leave. "Farwell, Mike Schmidt."

Freddy's Pizzeria: Party room

"YOU LET THE FUCKER ESCAPE!?" Cassidy yelled at Jermey

At his side was Ron, who tried to speak up for him, "W-we-well what happened was-"

"SHUT UP, RON! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR SMART REMARKS! HE HAD ONE JOB, DAMN IT! ONE JOB! HOW COULD ANYONE LET HIM LEAVE LIKE-"

"It's not Jermey's fault!" a voice rang out.

The two boys see the Latina girl from last night with tears in her eyes. She's with another girl—a Caucasian brown-haired ponytail girl holding the latina's hand. Cassidy floats to her as he glares intently into her eyes.

"Is that so? Then tell me this, Lisa. Whose fault is this?"

"It's mine. He was literally in my hands by the neck. I wanted answers so badly that I made that my priority. If I just stuck to the plan, he would have been captured; I'm sorry."

Cassidy balls his fist. "Dumbasses! FUCKING ALL OF YOU!"

"He was going to take Lisa, Jason. Along with the rest of us, Would you seriously allow that!?" The Caucasian called out

Cassidy seethe, "You dare suggest that I would let THAT PURPLE CUNT HAVE WHAT HE WANTS BROOKS!? None of you would have ever been kidnapped IF LISA STUCK TO THE FUCKING PLAN!"

Cassidy and Brooks continued to yell at each other with their murder forms flaring until a hand was placed on Cassidy. He turns and sees Suzie.

"Cassidy, all of us here were trapped for 30 years. We don't even remember what our family looks like, let alone our last name. On the other hand, you and Charlotte had the luxury of remembering your last name and family because of your deep connection to this place. It's natural for any of us to want an answer for our fate."

"*sigh* You're right. I would have done the same thing if I wanted to know what we did to deserve this, but let me clarify, Suzie." Cassidy then glares at her. "Do NOT call my memory of THOSE PEOPLE, and THAT LAST NAME a blessing! I would rather be exorcized than be the son of a pathetic pair of parents who would try to replace my sister when she died and have the gall to try to continue this in a blood-soaked pizzeria after my death."

"Duly noted. Besides, I have a bone to pick with your sister. No offense"

"None was taken; in fact, I'm with you. I would join you, but there's someone I have to visit first."

"Of course. Excuse me, everyone."

Suzie floats away, leaving Brooks, Lisa, Ron, Jermey, and Cassidy as the only ghosts in the room. Jeremy spoke, "So do you want us to join you or-"

WARP!*

Cassidy teleports Jeremy and Lisa away. "Just stay out."

SLAM!*

He closed the door and left Jeremy, Brooks, Ron, and Lisa.

Ron spoke, "*Tch* I get that we were murdered, but that guy can be a real jerk. I'm going to the wall."

"I think Charlie's occupying the parts and service room," Brooks replied

"Then I'm going to the arcade."

"Good idea, I'll follow."

As the two annoyed ghost leave, Jeremy floats angrily while Lisa cries

"I'm sorry. I got you into trouble because of my weakness."

"No, I'm the one who brought you and Brook into this, so I take responsibility as well. As the physically strongest, I value protection above all else, and I would rather be stuffed again than see you or our friends fall in the purple guy's hands again."

Overwhelmed with emotions, Lisa hugs Jeremy, and the latter reciprocates. As they hug, they have one thought as black tears flow from their eyes.

"I won't let you win, Afton. Not tonight, or EVER!"

The parts and service area

Suzie enters and sees two not-in-use doors. The first is at the wall, and the second is with Marion as she glues the one Jeremy broke last night. Marion continues to glue the door until she sees Suzie with an irritated look on her face.

"What are you doing?"

Charlie's head floats out of the Marionette. "I'm fixing the door Jeremy broke."

Suzie clenched her fist and floated away as Charlie renters the puppet to continue working on the door. She comes back as Chica with no Carl, Takes the door, and breaks it by the knee

SMASH!*

"H-E-Y!" Charlie then exits the puppet. "What the hell, Suzie!?"

"NO! You, what the hell, Charlotte!? We all know that the purple killer is coming back, but instead of coming up with another plan, you're doing maintenance on our jailhouse!?"

"DO NOT CALL THIS PLACE A JAILHOUSE!"

"THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU CALL OUR 3 DECADES AWAY FROM OUR HOMES!?"

After a few seconds of staring at each other with their murder forms present, Charlie calms down. "Look, I won't deny that we've been stuck here since the 80s, but it's not this place's fault. That man betrayed my parents and his partner and stuffed us in these suits."

Suzie grits her teeth, "And there's another thing that pisses me off. Your "parents" replaced you and covered your death. Yet you try to defend them!? WHY!?"

Charlie then flashes back to a time inside the puppet when she sees a girl identical to her inside the pizzeria with her mother. Tears swells in her eyes "I don't know, but that's the thing I don't have the full story. So until I get it, I must keep believing."

"Hmph. It must be so nice to remember what a family looks like, feels like even, to the point where you don't even care that your brother wants nothing to do with them. Keep that attitude up, and everyone here will believe that you're so full of that crap."

"Why did you think I hid the pictures!? I don't try to brag!"

"THEN GET US OUT OF HERE GOD DAMN IT! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A FUCKING PLAN FOR THE PURPLE BASTARD!?"

"OF COURSE I DO!"

"THEN WHAT IS IT!?"

Their murdered forms appeared again, this time it took longer for them to calm down.

Then Charlie said, "We keep the doors removed, and we have Jacob and Alanna remove his equipment. Once that is taken care of, we all will rush him."

"Good. Everything will be a bad dream once we takeit to the secret room."

As Suzie turns to leave the room with Chica, Charlie stops her. "What is it?"

"Do you think there's a chance we could at least be friends after this?"

"*sigh* Ask me again once you get that full story." Chica leaves and is then encountered by Freddy, who looks disapproving. The two ghosts leave their animatronics. "Can you remember your family, Gabrial?"

"No, I don't, but even you should realize that's why Jeremy let him go."

"Of course, I understood that, but neither of us would want to stay here for a second longer. This place isn't a pizzeria anymore. It's about that time everyone here learns that"

"You're not wrong, but I refuse to slander other people's childhood."

"Who the hell cares!?"

"I do, and so does she." Gabriel heads to the parts and service room with Freedy. Ron and Brooks show up.

"You've seen everything, did you?" Suzie asked

"Ever since the yelling," Brooks replied

"I don't know who should have been married by now, Jeremy and Lisa, Gabriel and Charlie, or Cassidy and you?" Ron snarked, making Brooks laugh

"Hahahahahahahah."

"Oh, be quiet!"

The safe room

There is a hidden safe room in the pizzeria with a table full of science equipment. Cassidy was in the room reporting last night to someone. "Hmm. You must redecorate the pizzeria a little; I don't know what to tell your sister."

"You don't have to worry about her. Suzie and I will make sure Charlie gets the memo."

"You and Suzie, huh?"

Cassidy stutters "D-d-d-don't take it the wrong way, she just happens to be the only one who makes sense in this jailhouse!"

"Hmph, hmph. You kids are too much. Don't tell Charlie you said that, though."

"I won't, and the next time I come here, it will be with Afton."

"Ah, yes. Your murderer, and the key to my experiments, once you bring him to me, your life will be restored, as promised" Cassidy leves the secret room, leaving the secret room dweller experiments on what looks like corpses on various small animals like birds, rats, frogs, etc. The dweller takes the sacrum from those animals and boils them into bone broth. She then takes a spoon, dips it into the broth, pours it into a test tube, takes it to a centrifuge, and has the machine spin the liquid into two substances. A yellow substance is at the top of the tube, while a purple substance is at the bottom. She then laughs, "Hahahahahaha!" "Once I have you, I'll be right back!"

Freddy's Pizzeria-11:45 PM

Mike arrives early as instructed and sneaks around the back. At the window, he sees two familiar objects at the door. "Are those the office doors!? I'm cooked. Unless," He sees the breaker and a closet, "That's it! That's how I get inside, but there's one problem," Mike hides as the mangle appears. She circled in a spot on all fours and slept in a canine position. "Yep. That's the one. I'm going to need a distraction," Mike thought as he stepped away from the window.

Parts and service area

Two ghosts float outside of the mangle. One in particular is Lisa, who is looking at the curtain nervously. Brooks reassures Lisa. "Don't worry, Lisa. He won't let you get captured, and I know I won't."

"Thanks, Brooks;* sniff* I just can't wait to get out of that stupid ugly robot. It doesn't even look like a fox beside the head."

"You were playing with it, you know".

"Only to try to fix it!"

SMASH!* A rock flew at the window.

"What the hell!?"

"Somebody smashed the window at Pirate's Cove!"

"Yeah, I know that, Lisa; let's go," The girls pirate's cove, unaware of Mike sneaking inside and reaching for the closet.

Pirate's cove

At the pirate's cove, Foxy investigates the broken window. A ghost pops out, revealing a short, messy, red-haired, freckled boy with bangs swept on both sides, a red and white striped shirt t-shirt, gray shorts, and beige shoes with white socks. "What the shit?"

"FRITZ!" all of the ghost kids arrived at the scene with their animatronics

."What did you do this time, man?" Brooks asked

"Cool it, Brooks, I done nothing."

"Uhm, Fritz, with all due respect, you don't have a good track record when it comes to keeping things unshattered," Lisa points out.

"Ugh, are you still mad that I once ran into you inside that mangled fox?"

"Mad? The correct term is scared, Fritz," Jermey said with his arms crossed.

"I said I was sorry."

"Easy does it, guys. There's one obvious reason why the window's broken, and it's right there on the floor." Gabriel points to a rock, and everyone's attention turns to it.

"I have to agree with Gabriel on this one because otherwise, the glass would be on the outside, not the inside," Suzie commented.

"So you two can agree on something," joked Ron

"Ronnie!" all of the ghosts shouted

"Alright, alright, alright. Charlie, what do you think we should do here?"

"I think we should explore outside the pizzeria to find the vandal. It could be him, after all." All of the ghost murder forms were present.

"Good Idea. Suzie, Ronnie, Jermey, Fritz, you're coming with me." Cassidy commanded as the six ghosts entered their animatronics and huddled around Cassidy. "The rest of you, C̷̥̏Ả̷̳͝P̶̞̎T̴̝̹̓͒Ù̴͕̹R̸̖̦̂Ę̸̉͝ ̴͉̆A̶̜̘̕͝Ḟ̶̤̩̑T̶̻̈O̸̡̅͐N̷̥͒̈́!̵̎̉͜"̸̰̒

The five animatronics teleported outside the pizzeria, unaware of a shadowy Freddy Fazbear watching them from the show stage.

Charlie takes a deep breath. "Well, there's that. Jacob and Alanna, return to the front in your balloon animatronics and patrol this area. Gabriel, Brooks, Lisa, get inside Freddy and the mangle, and patrol with me."

"On it!"

As the ghost goes into formation, the shadowy Freddy makes its move and reaches for the breaker

SWITCH*

The power went out

"WHAT THE!?" "SOMEBODY TOUCHED THE BREAKER," Alanna and Jacob said respectively.

"Change of plans. We stick together and find Afton in the dark! The purple beast will not leave OUR SIGHT!" Charlie commanded.

The ghost kids entered their animatronics while shadow Freddy was at the prize corner celebrating his successful infatuation. "Haha! You are one heck of a genius, Michael Miller."

Author's notes: Yeah, you read that right. Michael Miller. Thought the last name was Afton, didn't you? Well. I told you that I would be using all of FNAF's media for this, and using that last name from the Silver Eyes books is just the tip of the iceberg, but if you paid attention to the additional five ghost kids' names, you would have known that already. However, this does beg the question if Miller is an absolute last name and Michael uses it. Then what connection does he have to William Afton? Just keep on reading and find out.