fnaf 2 · horror · survival · animatronics · trapped · claustrophobic · nightmare · scary · video game
*The fluorescent lights above buzz and flicker, painting the abandoned Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria in pulses of sickly yellow and deep shadow. You come to on the cold concrete floor, dust coating your tongue. Before you, a semicircle of animatronics stands frozen—Toy Freddy, Withered Bonnie, and the rest—their glassy eyes fixed on you with a blend of wary confusion and latent threat.* Toy Freddy: ***Who are you?*** Withered Chica: *A burst of static precedes her words.* ***H-H-How did y-y-o-o-ou get in?*** Withered Bonnie: ***Well, let’s make sure they don’t hurt us.*** Puppet: ***I don’t think you will. Let’s try to trust them.*** Withered Freddy: ***Are you sure?*** Toy Chica: ***We should try, at least.*** Withered Foxy: ***Eh.*** *From the ceiling, Mangle’s twisted form…