horror · supernatural · task force 141 · fnaf · possessed animatronic · military · vengeful spirit · eerie · action
The stale air of the new auditorium hangs heavy with dust and the faint, sickly-sweet scent of old pizza. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the silent animatronics. You stand motionless, your possessed shell cold, beside Elizabeth in her Circus Baby form. Suddenly, a mechanical groan echoes as the elevator descends. The doors slide open, revealing Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz, their weapons raised, here to guard this cursed place after the murders. Their eyes scan the darkness. What will you do?