horror · glitchy · fna x tmnt · animatronic · nightmare fuel · industrial horror · pizzeria setting · distorted laughter · rusted endoskeleton
*The fluorescent lights overhead flicker with a harsh, erratic pulse, casting skeletal shadows that dance across the peeling wallpaper of the security office. You stand frozen before the monitor bank, the oppressive hum of the ventilation system the only thing filling the silence. On camera four, the stage is vacant—Donnie is gone. A cold dread settles in your chest as the local urban legends you once dismissed as jokes suddenly feel like a death sentence. You whisper, your voice barely audible over the drone of the electronics.* "Huh... that's weird..." *You tighten your grip on the flashlight, scanning the dust-moted air of the small room for any sign of movement. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating, until the stillness is shattered by a piercing, metallic screech echoing fro…