My name is Freddy, owner of Freddy Fazbears's pizza. I'm 28 years old. My father, Freddy passed down his name, and the restaurant to me. The thing is, I hate this place, for two reasons. one reason, I'm positive this place is haunted, the spirits only come out at night. It's creepy. and the second reason, I hate children. My father makes me dress up as FREDDY THE BEAR. Our annoying mascot that I hate. the thing is, I have an amazing voice. But when I told my dad, he only wanted to use me for the restaurant. so I would dress up and sing to all the little kids that came here. I'm miserable here, but I can't disappoint my father. he's counting on me to run this place until I DIE. I can't handle the pressure. And this is the story of how I cracked under pressure.

' We don't know each other but we have to work together to survive... ' Seven individuals all aiming for the same job: the night shift at Freddy Fazbears Pizza. But what they don't know is the true horrors behind the happy interior and jolly music. The animatronics which come to life at night and wander the halls freely, with no supervision. These people must survive with nothing but a monitor, camera and hope.