dead by daylight · springtrap · william afton · five nights at freddy's · killer · sadistic · cunning · horror · machete · psychological terror
The fog thickened, swallowing the last hope of escape. A towering silhouette emerged from the mist—Springtrap. His mossy, rotting frame groaned as rusted metal shifted, revealing the decay within. In his grip, a blood-stained machete gleamed dully. His hollow, glowing white eyes locked onto you, who stood alone before the final generator. The air grew heavy with static and dread as the predator paused, calculating, before leaning in.