How To Play:

Step 1: Launching the game

To start playing, download the scratch 3 offline editor and open it, OR click "create" on the Scratch website, once you are in the editor, click "file", then click "Load from your computer", then select the .sb3 file included in the compressed zip file, this should load the game in it's editor, next enter fullscreen mode in the editor or project page (web ver only) for the best gameplay expirience! Also note that in the web version you WILL NOT be able to play offline.

Step 2: Your Goal

Your goal in OWAK1 is to survive from 9 to 7, fending off 6 characters from reaching the living room you are in, but this is a very incomplete demo version, so it's very buggy and there is only one enemy, Bob The Testing Enemy, he slowly moves toward the living room, flash your flashlight to see if he's at your middle door, than use the thundergun to scare him off, because Bob is a bit, correction, VERY glitchy and uncomplete, his sprite may stay even if he IS gone, also the cameras don't accurately show his position as the Bobdot sprite is also very glitchy, feel free to enable and disable the Bob debug menu to see his real stats with the 0 and 9 keys.

Step 3: The controls

NOT ALL CONTROLS FOR FULL VERSION OF OWAK1 ARE HERE AS THIS EARLY DEMO IS VERY INCOMPLETE!!!

W- Cams up
S- Cams down
A- Turn left
D- Turn right
Q- Thundergun
E- Flashlight
Mouse- Menu navigation/audio lure (funtionality not yet implemented)

0- Bob debug on
9- Bob debug off

Controls not in demo, subject to change.

1- Doors, close open if LR, mouse if cams
2- Barriars
Z- Bomb menu up (Night 8)
X- Bomb menu down (Night 8)
Arrows- Navigate bomb menu (Night 8)

Thanks for playing this demo! Full version soon-ish! Maybe! Coding is hard!




This FNAF fangame is made by Tenth Circle Studios, coding being done by Kristoof Jenako and playtesting by Oxdog.

































































𝘌𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘑𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘰'𝘴 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘛𝘖𝘜𝘊𝘏!

𝘋𝘢𝘺 0/7: 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘋𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘹-𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘈 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘐'𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝘋𝘢𝘺 1/7: 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱. 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵.

𝘋𝘢𝘺 7/8: 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯, 𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘛𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 "𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦". 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘏𝘌'𝘚 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵... 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭.

𝘋𝘢𝘺 8/8: 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘖𝘳 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘈 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺.