"hello? he-hello, is this on? I guess I should give you a quick definition of the animatronics. firstly, you really have nothing to worry about. but they do seem to get a bit quirky at night. our last night guard left, something about hearing the robots walking around the restaurant. um, I can imagine it's because the rooms get so quiet, they go searching for children to please. I-I believe these reports are seldom true; these guys, and girl, can't think for themselves. anyway, if they somehow get out of their back room due to coworkers forgetting to shut it properly, etc, they might try to get into the office. here are some facts about them, based on what John, the last night guard said, and how I view them around the pizzeria."

so, about Freddy Fazbear. he's the lead singer in the band, blah blah blah, unimportant. but he does hold a special place in the kid's heart, so treat the costumes with respect, if you ever get to see them. the last night guard didn't ever see Freddy in another room, but when it got dark he, uh, shifted. I suspect only to keep his servos from locking up. but he does seem to look at the cameras every so often, gave John the shivers, but uh, probably just drawn to movement! he's the least active. not that...uh...any of them are active. forget that.

Bonnie. I uh...I don't like Bonnie. something about his eyes. anyway, Bon Bon is one of the robots that likes to wander. he's the guitarist. um, if you were to ever...see Bonnie, blink your flashlight at him. the old models would always get disoriented with bright lights. again, you'll probably never see him. you'll be safe in your room. um...oh! I almost forgot, heh, we've given each of the new employees a costume head to wear. I uh, I guess another safety precaution. just put it on if any of the animatronics ever make their way into your room. they'll see you as another robot and just wander right back out. I-I-I mean, not like it'd be bad to see you without a model's head. just...make sure to put it on. please do.

um...Chica is the one we're having the most...difficulty with. she keeps twitching and, um, glaring at the camera, if you can imagine that. and she opens her mouth, man it's just gruesome. again, no worries, no worries. she seems to slip out of the room, and John said he could see her on multiple screens throughout the night. just remember the blinking flashlight and the costume head, and you'll be fine! heh. now, just remember not to tamper with these guys. keep an eye on them, and all the other rooms, and make sure no one is getting in or out. um, not like anyone would be getting out. not you! your shift is from 12:00 to 6:00, and don't forget it.

Foxy! uh, Foxy was always my favorite. he's the pirate, complete with an eyepatch and a hook for a hand. er, paw. poor guy is out of order, shoved into Pirate's Cove for now. until they...fix him up. yeah. he's gotten a little too much love, his costume is falling apart. the endoskeleton underneath would terrify the kids, and we can't have that out on stage. you won't get anything out of this fella, he's been shut down for months. coming on a year now? yeah. no issues, he was shut down after his mishap. nevermind. we um...keep that buried for the security of the restaurant.

h-huh? hey! why are you back here? not even employees are allowed in this storage closet, didn't you read the...oh well. now you've seen them. these are the, um, new designs. newer designs, at least. updated software, facial recognition, all that good stuff. they were used a while ago, in the last restaurant, but due to...um...complications, they were replaced with the older animatronics and tucked away. I don't even know why, heh. not a clue. anyway, this is Toy Freddy, Toy Chica, Toy Bonnie, and...eh, this one is just mangled. a little creepy, I know, but it's not his...or her, I'm not sure...fault. the toddlers just couldn't keep their hands to themselves! they tore them apart, coworkers had to put them back together after every shift. they just gave up after a while, let it be a take-apart-put-back-together attraction. these things are turned off, don't worry about it. and, um, don't tell anyone about it, alright? you're lucky I'm not turning you in for breaking policy. we're not even supposed to have them, but the owners insisted on these new animatronics to be a "Plan B" if the old ones break apart again. don't tamper, don't touch, don't tell, don't even look at them. just walk out.