If you were going to throw your child a great birthday party, you'd host it at Fredbear's Family Diner.
Every child was always excited to hear the joyful and welcoming voice of Freddy Fazbear himself; the beloved golden brown bear with a dapper top hat and a dashing bow tie. Every birthday party at the diner would have Freddy bring out the diner's signature cupcake just for the birthday boy or girl.
It wasn't just an ordinary cupcake. It was their own special large cupcake! Not many would understand how Freddy Fazbear even knew what cake they liked or their favorite kind of icing. Freddy would always know. That was when Freddy's best friend, Bonnie, came out with the presents and end it with a performance done by Freddy and Bonnie and end it with a joyful cheer.
The duo would, then, give out cute animal masks to wear and then the children would play different party games with the mascots.
Joey White wanted his 7th birthday party at Fredbear's Family Diner so badly.
His other friends got their special cupcake and he couldn't wait to get his own. He wanted to be told how he was a good birthday boy by Freddy Fazbear, play party games with his friends and get the Golden Freddy mask. It was going to be the best seven year old birthday party ever.
There was no cupcake.
There was no party.
Joey rode his bike over to the family diner. His face was filled with anticipation for the greatest birthday party ever. He could see his friends inside with Freddy Fazbear through the door window. He parked his bike along the sidewalk and rushed up the stairs to try to open the door.
The door wouldn't budge. It was locked.
He saw his own party thriving without him and he couldn't open the door. All he could remember was looking back to see the friendly face of Bonnie walking his way up to the door of the diner. At first, Joey felt relieved. Bonnie was Freddy's best friend and he'd help him inside. He could trust Bonnie.
All he could feel was two large hands wrapping around his neck.
Joey couldn't breathe. He tried to struggle, scream and then he tried to bang on the glass window to the diner. Joey tried to get Freddy's attention but the children were so loud, no one could hear him. No one could see him. The world grew cold around him and, soon, he slipped away.
All he wanted was a birthday party that never came. His life was taken by someone Joey thought he could trust. All he could do was cry and feel angry at that monster. His spirit cried as he watched bystanders find his dead body just outside the door of the Diner.
Joey watched as his murderer blamed others and the case turn cold. He watched Fredbear's Family Diner shut down and move from a diner into a pizzeria. The animatronics were similar to the masks he loved to wear with his friends but he would watch and cry as the murderer became a security guard and struck again, and again.
All he could do was watch, and cry. In life, and thereafter.
It had been over thirty years since then. It was dark, cold and potentially damp. He could not remember where he was or even who he was anymore. Was there a pizzeria anymore? He could only hear silence. Once in a while, he could hear the looming storm overhead and the sound of soft rain gently pounding on the side of the wall.
All he could see from the corner of the room was a little table and darkness.
The lost soul bowed his head as the tears continued to stream down his face.
That is, until he heard footsteps come from down the hall. There were several of them. He didn't bother to raise his head. There was no reason to. That is, until he thought he saw a tiny ray of light at the corner of his eye. For the first time in thirty years, he turned his gaze upward to look.
He saw 'them.'
They were just like him but they weren't in the animatronics anymore. They wore their faces but they looked different now. They looked just like children. They wore masks over their faces that looked like their animatronic counterparts except for the fifth one. He wore a white mask but not much else was known about him.
On the table next to them was a single large cupcake with a dimly lit candle.
Four of the children parted the masks with bright smiles and threw their arms up into the air.
"Surprise! Happy Birthday!"
The fifth one clapped his hands to their exclamation. The girl with the Chica mask rushed over and reached out to take Joey's hands and help him stand up. Joey was stunned. He rubbed his eyes. He looked to each face in astonishment. Soon, the boy in the Freddy mask came forward and offered something in his hand.
"A present for the birthday boy!" He'd beam.
Joey looked down. It was a Freddy Fazbear mask but it was a golden brown color.
For the first time in many years, he stopped crying.
It was the greatest birthday party he ever had. He wore the golden freddy mask and they played his favorite party games. They danced to party music only they could hear and, soon, they gathered by the cupcake and sang 'Happy Birthday.' Joey nearly jumped up and down to the little cupcake with such joy he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Make a wish!" The boy in the Foxy mask urged.
"Hurry! Hurry!" Giggled the boy in the Bonnie mask.
Joey smiled, closing his eyes with a silent wish made deep to his very soul. Then, and only then, did he blow out the candle and the only source of light in the room.
Once the sound of applause died down, a bright light beamed through the cracks of the wall and he heard voices calling up to the sky. Each masked child looked to one another and started running to the light. All except the little girl stopped and looked back to Joey. She reached up to pull away the mask to show her hazel eyes and freckled face. She gestured to Joey frantically.
"Are you coming with us?" asked 'Chica.'
Joey didn't have to think twice. He'd smile before he would follow after them.
Morning came to the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Pizza but not a single soul was left to linger in its halls. All was quiet and all was well. All that was left was a single cupcake with a blown out candle left in its wake.
All was silent...
... except for the faint gurgling sounds that echoed faintly through the halls.