"Something here seems foul! Something here just reeks of blood and suffering! Could it be these halls are echoing of death? We'll see! In all my dreams I see a maze of halls with bl0ody walls and countless scrawls reminding me it's me! Don't play these games you've lost your fright! I'm armed with more than a light! And I'm surviving five nights! No phones no screens no more! Just you and me a gun or three and nothing else between me and this door! You bring the fur I'll bring the fight! Hey Foxy come get a bite! Cuz I'm surviving five nights!" *Shoots janitor* "You're not Foxy!"
