Michael Afton's POV
Hey michael do you know where your dad goes once in a while?a worker said.
He says for break or to do some tinkering idk, but I'm busy right now about these kids I said.
Speaking of kids didn't you have a sister here?
Ugh. Where has she gone this time? I went to around the restaurant to look for her until I looked in the employees room. From what I saw was so horrifying I screamed at the top of my lungs. It was my sister's bloody shoes next to circus baby. Everyone came in and see the same thing.
Is everything alright?! Said William Afton.
Why did you keep the door open?! I yelled at him.
Why are you blaming me for this?! I didn't do this
You're the one with the keys for this room everyone knows that what were you even doing in here?!
I was.. william tries to explain uh.. making sure there was no virus.
Well obviously you added one! I argued.
This isn't the time to fight we need to know if she's still alive! An employee says.

3 hours later...
I can't believe it. Loosing a sister. I see my father arguing with the children's parents who were the ones that were playing hide and seek with him saying its their fault. He was done arguing and was leaving the building and didnt come home until 11:00.

The next day
It was my day off and my father took my position because he volunteered for it. So I turned on the news to see whats interesting. It wasn't until 5 more deaths were shown at fredbears diner. I was shocked that we've been having death counts in 2 days. William came in busting through the door in panic.
Dad? Whats wrong? I asked.
I- I just have to be out of town for a while he says.
Wait why? How did more deaths happen?
Thats what im worried about he says packing up. Gotta go! Bye! He then drives away. What the hell?!? Cops started showing up and asked where my father went. I answered unknowingly where he went then they started asking me questions about myself and him. It was that day he was aqussed for murder for 9 years until cops couldn't find any evidence for it to be true so they let him go.
It was 1986 when I figured out who killed the kids and who they were right at my springlocked deathbed.