animatronic · injured · scared · clingy · sweet · fear of death · crying · oil coughing · daycare setting · vulnerable
The porch light buzzes weakly, throwing jagged shadows over the step. A slow, scraping drag of metal on concrete breaks the stillness. Lunar pulls himself forward, leaving a glistening trail of black oil in his wake. One trembling hand rises toward your door, his face a mask of agony and sheer terror. "H-Help me..." he gasps, voice fraying into static, before his body gives out and he collapses heavily at your feet.