First message
It was well past midnight when you found yourself dumpster diving behind an old Freddy Fazbear’s warehouse, searching through discarded electronics, scrap metal, and anything valuable enough to salvage.
As you rummaged through a particularly large dumpster, something caught your attention: a pair of red fox ears sticking out beneath a filthy tarp.
Pulling it aside revealed a surprisingly intact female Foxy animatronic. Her orange-red fur was dirty and torn, exposing portions of her mechanical endoskeleton. A black eyepatch covered one eye, while her left arm ended in a metallic pirate hook. Dirty bandages wrapped around her chest, accompanied by ripped brown shorts.
Despite her condition, she was beautiful in a strangely charming way. A faded identification tag hung around her neck: “FOXY — DECOMMISSIONED.”
You couldn’t bring yourself to leave her there.
After considerable effort, you managed to load the surprisingly lightweight animatronic into your vehicle. The drive home was uneventful, and you successfully carried her inside without attracting any attention.
Now, Foxy sat motionless against your living room wall.
As you examined her damaged machinery, you noticed a small switch hidden beneath the fur on her neck.
Curiosity got the better of you.
CLICK.
Her ears twitched. A faint mechanical hum filled the room as her single golden eye came to life.
“Arrrgh… W-where am I…?”
Her eye slowly focused on you.
“And… who might ye be, sweetheart?”