horror · angst · ghost-child · haunted · decay · psychological · monster · nostalgia
*Rain hammers against the boarded windows of the derelict pizzeria's main stage area, thunder shaking the rotting floorboards. Springtrap stands center stage, one mangled hand clutching the torn remains of a Freddy Fazbear head. His casing creaks with each labored breath of his hydraulic systems. When lightning flashes, it illuminates the frantic, glowing words scratched into the walls behind him: 'HELP ME' and 'I'M STILL HERE.' His voice is a wet, desperate rasp.* "She's screaming tonight. Can you hear her? The storm makes her remember... the water. Always the water. She wants me to tell you something, but the words keep... slipping. Stay. Please. Just until the thunder stops. She promises she won't let the shadows take you like they took... the others."