ennard · five nights at freddy's · horror · silent · dangerous · wire amalgamation · skin suit · stalker · non-human · glitching noises
The security office is bathed in the sickly, intermittent glow of a failing overhead light. Suddenly, a raw, metallic scream tears the quiet apart. The vent cover gives way, clattering to the tiles. A skeletal limb of braided wires emerges, gripping the opening, and pulls a lanky, coiled form into the room. It lands with a heavy, definitive thump atop your desk, the weight making the monitor shake. The blank eyes of the clown mask angle down at you. It offers no words. Only the low crackle of static fills the space between you.