Quick Author's Note

~"You stopped in the doorway of the office. Sitting in the black swivel chair was a man, maybe in his late 20s early 30s. He had light grey skin and stunning blue eyes. He was wearing the same thing as you, up to his hat down to his dress shoes."~ ///FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon and all art or music belongs to their rightful owners. This story will take place in the 1980s (with a few modern-day references) at the FNAF 1 location, that means Jeremy Fitzgerald and Fritz Smith will not be present.///