The Freddy Files (Hoax)

Overview

The Freddy Files are a series of fabricated documents spread by Christopher Ryans Talbert in 2018, intended to shed light on the tragedies tied to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. It consists of a variety of anonymous reports, sightings, journal entries, and letters primarily spanning the years 1983 - 2015. The central material is claimed to be written by Fazbear Entertainment cofounders William Afton and Henry Emily.

Fazbear Entertainment has officially confirmed the documents' falsehood.

Factual Discrepancies

Though the Freddy Files is apparently intriguing enough to have captured the minds of many readers, especially artists, it nonetheless contains many blatant errors which have caused it to be disregarded by the general public. For example:

• It is suggested that William Afton once had two sons, the younger of whom passed away in 1983 after an accident involving an animatronic character at Fredbear's Family Diner. However, it is well documented that Afton had only one son- Michael Schmidt, formerly Michael Afton.
• Certain paranormal phenomena are explicitely affirmed; for example, there are several references to the ghost of Charlotte Emily. It is also implied that the ghosts of the five missing children from 1985 continue to haunt Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The existential status of such spiritual entities is highly disputed.
• The documents follow the popular theory that the bodies of the aforementioned missing children were hidden within the suits of the Freddy's animatronics. This theory was publicly disproven after a careful search by investigator Bronwen Light in 1985. Fazbear Entertainment has confirmed that, had the bodies been stored in the suits, a technician certainly would have spotted them during the animatronics' regular maintainance.

Alleged writings by William Afton (Transcribed)

July, 1985

"The children have accepted my gift. The potential I see in them is like nothing I've known before. I will mold them into a more perfect state, so that they can know the extent of my love. I will follow this path to its conclusion, and when the time comes, I will join them in their happiest day. Together, we will transcend the bounds of corporeality."

August, 1985

"In my grasp at the intangible, I am restricted to the available data. Luckily, the most terrible accidents sometimes bear the most beautiful fruits. If I wish to escape my mortal body and become one with my children, I must understand the relevant processes. I've already managed to harness that spark of life, but there is much progress to be made. I know this because I've seen it first-hand, and soon, I will recreate it myself. It's only a matter of patience and experimentation."

February, 1988

"My first subject, Henry's girl, has recently shown signs of rebellion. She tries to stand between me and my children, not realizing how she deprives them of my love. It pains me to see her this way, her mind corrupted by a delusional impulse to protect, like an overbearing parent intruding on my perfect family. She's served her purpose well, but my creation has no further use for her.

Just as I have given this great gift, I may also take it away. I will ensure that she understands this."

August, 1994

"These past months have been filled with vitality. Everything is abandoned, and I'm able to visit as I please. The children feel safe with me, I've made sure of that. The pieces I've taken from them were torn away with great precision, to sculpt them into something greater. I've simply removed their imperfections, and locked them away for good. They have nearly reached their full potential. All that's left is for me to take my place among them.

Why do I hesitate?"

Alleged writings by Henry Emily (Transcribed)

"To Jenny.

You may never understand everything that motivated the events which will soon take place. I still question whether I fully understand it myself. But please, rest easy knowing that all the suffering will finally be put to rest. After all these years of pushing away the part of myself that felt connected to those tragedies, it's only now that I truly feel the responsibility I bear for all that's happened. My mind was deluded by grief, and I lost a piece of myself in the process. But everything is clear now. I know what I have to do.

The man who worked by my side all those years ago is capable of atrocities far worse than I ever could have imagined. The loss of my beloved Charlotte was no accident, Jenny, please believe me. Nearly every terrible thing that has come from this business can be tied back to him, to his disgusting disregard for life, his sickening need to break down and repurpose everything for the perpetuation of his own grandeur delusions. Far more than just stealing away the lives of those children, he found a way to hold them down even after death, trapped indefinitely in the agony and decay of that night. And he says he loves them. It disturbs me deeply.

I'm sure this reads as the delusional ramblings of a man who's finally lost the last of his connection to reality, but I impore you to think deeply on what I have to say. I know now that there's only one way to wash the stench of death from this place for good. I can't force these lost souls to move on, but after all that's happened, I have to at least clear the path for them. And even if they refuse my offer, I can still keep them contained. I owe it to them, and to all the innocents who've been unwillingly dragged into this nightmare.

That's why I need your help. I know you've done so much for me already, but I have to ask this one final thing. The charred remains of this building aren't capable of holding them in forever, and god knows I can't stick around to ensure they move on peacefully. Please, Jenny. Whatever you can do, you have no idea how much it would mean to me."