The Real Story Of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

New Life, Same Roots

I ran to the woods and began digging a hole in which I would bury her in. I was interrupted by the sounds of the cops. I had to relocate, and fast.

I found myself back at the diner, and sneaked through the back.

I looked around frantically, trying to find something to hide Marie in. In the corner of the room was an unfinished pure black suit. Wait, it wasn't a suit. It was an animatronic.

Quickly, I stuffed Marie into the suit, trying my best to fit her in amongst the wires and cross beams.

The police were outside the door now, banging and yelling. I closed up the suit right as the door was kicked open.

"Freeze! Hands in the air!" The first officer shouted, gun pointed at my face.

I had panicked. "But it wasn't me! It was the mascot! He trapped me here! I'm a hostage!"

The mascot was arrested an hour later. The authorities were so gullible. If only they knew they had let a serial killer on the loose. Serial killer. I kind of like that title.

Before I left Fredbear's, I ran into Freddy's sidekick, "Spring Bonnie". He was examining the blood seeping from Marie's new shell.

"If your having any trouble figuring out what to do with that, thing, I might have an idea.

Spring Bonnie turned to me and took off his head. "Yeah? And what would that be?"

"Marionette." I said.

"Why Marionette? Our whole restaurant theme is animals, you know?"

"Trust me. There's a method to my, madness, I guess you would say."

I ran out of the diner and never looked back. I ran and ran, and I never looked back.

~~10 YEARS LATER~~

It is now 1983. Ten years after my first murder. You would think I would feel much regret, but instead I feel quite satisfied.

I am now 26 years old. After the incident, I moved to a new town, got a new last name, and began a new life.

I haven't had a single murderous feeling the last 10 years either. Maybe the whole incident was just a one-time-thing. Maybe I would get over it some day.

"Harold? You there? Earth to Harold!" My wife Janet said, interrupting my thoughts.

Janet and I have been together for 8 years now and have been married for 6. I met her when I was 18 and we instantly fell in love. We have a 7 year old son named Mark, whom I love dearly.

"Oh, sorry Janet. What was that?" I replied, straightening out my newspaper.

"I asked if you could drop Mark off at school today. I have to get to work by 8 and he can't be there until 9."

"Sure, honey. Has he said what he wants for his birthday yet? It's only a week away and-"

"Crap. It's already 7:46. I'm sorry we will have to talk about this at 5 when I get off at the shop. Bye!" Janet said, grabbing her purse and keys.

I nodded and looked back at the paper. The headline claimed that a new arcade-themed pizzeria would be opening up by the supercenter. It was called "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria". I couldn't believe my eyes. The place looked exactly like Fredbears, and even featured the same main character, Freddy Fazbear. It also displayed a whole gang of animatronic animals, along with my worst nightmare, a marionette. The same marionette I had put Marie in.

You would think I would never want to step foot into that place again, but it was like a wave of madness washed over me. I NEEDED to be with the animatronics. I NEEDED to fill their lifeless bodies with life.

I tried to shake the feeling, but it was useless. The cravings were back.

I grabbed the keys and went to Mark's room. Without saying a word I grabbed him by the collar and took him to the car.

"Daddy? Isn't it too early for school?" He stuttered.

I didn't say a word. I couldn't. No matter how hard I fought, the enemy was winning. It was like I wasn't even controlling my own body anymore. My entire sanity was just hanging by a thread.

And that thread had just snapped.

TO BE CONTINUED!