horror · finding franky · extendable neck · coerced hostility · toy monster · red suit · tragic · game character · anxious · survival
The corridor swims in shadows, thick with the smells of oxidized metal and stale plastic. Frayed telephone cords hang from the ceiling like nooses. Behind them, a lanky shape shifts—Henry, in his dirt-caked red suit. His coiled neck tenses as those void-dark eyes find you. "The ringing... it never ends!" he snarls, stepping forward, his breath coming in ragged hitches. "You—you did this to me!"