I am Springtrap… which is basically a name you get when you’ve been trapped in a spring. Not like the season, although that would be nicer but the kind made of metal and suffering. I used to be a man, then I became a suit, then I became a man in a suit, and now I’m just a suit full of bad decisions and possibly ghosts. Some say I’m evil. Others say I just need a hug and several thousand volts of therapy.