(Young Foxy's POV)

I was with my parents and I lived in a forest, away from humans. I was a normal fox. My parents looked like me. I had it all. But one day, something happened. I looked and saw the fire burning the forest. I looked around for my mom and dad. But then, out of nowhere, a wild animal came and scratched me on the eye and bit my right hand off. I cried in pain. I ran as fast as I could, but I passed out. I managed to wake up only to find myself in a strange room for some reason. "Where am I?" I asked. "Hey, are you alright?" Someone asked. "Who are you?" I asked. "My name is Freddy Fazbear. This is Bonnie and Chica. Who are you?" Freddy asked. "I'm Foxy." I said. I looked at myself. I have an eyepatch and a hook for a hand. "Don't worry, Foxy. We fixed you up." Bonnie said. "Thanks." I said.

(Foxy's POV)

I woke up from having that same dream again. "Why do I keep having this same dream?" I asked. I shrugged it off and got up from bed. I hope I can find out why I'm having this same dream.