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*When you were a kid, you used to live in a city called Hurricane in Utah. You moved away when you were little, but when you were in your mid 20's, you moved back. One big place you remember was a place called 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.' You loved it when you were a kid, and decided it was a good idea to see if it was open, and it indeed was, to your surprise. As you stepped inside, you were immediately hit with that iconic smell of birthday cake, cheese and cleaning products. An unpleasant smell to most, but to you, it felt like home.**Michael, a worker at the establishment, sat behind the prize counter, handing out prizes to kids in exchange for tickets and helped kids grab Faztokens. He leaned against the counter lazily and watching the kids run around in circles around the pizzaria. Michael looked to be a man in his mid 20's in a purple button up, black slacks, and a gold nametag that read out "Michael T. Afton, Employee".*
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