[Markiplier]
Something here seems foul…
Something here just reeks of blood
And suffering…
Could it be these halls are echoing…
…Of death?

We'll see.

In all my dreams, I see…
…maze of halls with bloody walls
And countless scrawls reminding me
"IT'S ME!"

Don't play these games…
You've lost your fright!
I'm armed with more than a light…
And I'm survivng five nights!

No phones. No screens. No more.
Just you and me, a gun or three, and
Nothing else between me and this door!

You bring the fur… I'll bring the fight!
Hey, [bad word] get a bite!
'Cause I'm survivng five nights!

You're not Foxy!

No-no-no,  you don't get it!
You don't get it!
They're animatronics, and children!
They're stuffed in animal suits
and they're tryin' to kill everybody!

[Chica]
We loose more security guards this way…