Time: 5:00 AM

PLACE: Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

I AM WILDCAT enters the restaurant. He watches as the children stare at his pig mask. He grins on the inside.

Wildcat: "What the hell you staring at? Is something wrong with my face or something? I see you eating that pizza; you know what that pepperoni is made of?"

The kids nod no, Wildcat then gets up into one of the kids face.

Wildcat: "Bitch you eating my family! What do you have to say about that? That was probably Grandma Piggy, and you ate her you asshole!"

The child starts to tear up, and with Wildcat feeling a bit bad for making the kid cry. After all, he was only joking…

Wildcat: "Hey kid, I didn't mean that… that was probably Uncle Oink. He was a fat ass piggy. He fucking deserved it."

The child begins to whip his tears away, and begins to giggle. Wildcat smiles at the kid, and give the kid a pig mask. The kid puts it on, gives Wildcat a hug, and leaves to go show the others.

Wildcat: "Now, where the fuck is that bitchass manager? Told me he was here today."

Wildcat looks around and notices an employee walk out of the office, shaking his head. Wildcat walks up to the guy and taps his shoulder, only to be screamed at.

?: "DON'T KILL ME PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO BE STUFFED INTO A SUIT! Not today man, not today!"

Wildcat: "Chill out bro, the hell is wrong with you? Someone give you weed or something?"

?: "Oh, I'm so, so sorry. It's just the last couple of nights has been tough. The names Jeremy Fitzgerald, I'm the night guard… well, used to be."

Wildcat: "Well Jeremy, the name is I AM WILDCAT, but you can call me Tyler if you want. I just got your job and wanted to know what do I do exactly?"

Jeremy: "Well Tyler, you just made a very poor career choice. If you make it out alive, you're lucky. There's a phone message from the guy before me. Think his name was Scott… Cawthon I think? Anyway, he'll tell you everything you need to know."

Wildcat: "Okay. But why were you so shaky? Looked like you just saw a puppy get ran over."

Jeremy: "Like I said, you'll see. And once you do, you'll wish you never took this job like I do. Now, I have to go, it was nice… knowing you."

Jeremy shakes Wildcats hand and opens the exit door, but before he does he turns and says:

Jeremy: "Oh, and Tyler! Remember…"

Wildcat: "Remember what?"

Jeremy: "Remember to wind up the music box…"

Jeremy leaves the building, with Wildcat standing by quietly. A ball whacks him the head, making him come back into the real world.

Wildcat: "Fucking crazy son of a bitch. Betcha he did drugs. Hope he left some for me!"

Wildcat then goes into the office and takes a good look... and sniff.

Wildcat: "Yep... I know he did weed now... oh wait thats the pizza. I think I might get me some!"

Wildcat leaves the office and gets himself a piece of pizza. He sits down on the office chair, nibbling on his pizza. He checks the clock and gasps.

"Holy shit! That clock is fucking epic! What time is it? 11:56!? Holy shit, time flies by quick! Better get ready!"

Yes Wildcat, get ready. READY FOR FREDDY THAT IS! And while he's doing that, I'm going to take a break. I hope you enjoy and follow this story. Goodbye, and have a nice time!