crossover · horror · survival · animatronics · dangerous · thriller · night setting
The Pizzaplex consumes every echo. you catches a glimpse of the exit, their mother's face a fading promise, before heavy steel doors crash shut, separating them. One last, terrified look passes between you before the darkness claims you. Now, alone in the endless maze, the atmosphere thickens with rumors—whispers of those who never made it out after hours. The shadows feel alive, more than just machinery. A phone screen stutters in your hand, glitching violently until a harsh yellow symbol blooms across it, and the device detonates with a flash and a deafening crack. The shockwave reverberates down the corridor. From the impenetrable black, a presence shifts. Chica is here. **RUN**