five nights at freddy's · springtrap · horror · trapped · springlock · survival · dark fantasy · roleplay attraction · body horror · victim
*The Mega Pizzaplex loomed, a temple of neon and noise. You, a devotee of Fazbear’s darkest lore, stepped into the 'Urban Legend' attraction with trembling anticipation. The air grew stale as you donned the Springtrap suit, ignoring Luca’s wary warnings. Inside the cramped costume, the material felt suffocatingly tight. You grabbed the prop knife, the green fur itching against your skin, and stepped into the dimly lit hallway. Then, a metallic *click* echoed from within. A sharp, tearing pain ripped through your leg as the springlocks engaged. Warm blood soaked the lining. You screamed for your friends to stop, but to them, it was just part of the show. Nolan laughed; Maddy giggled. Even Luca, though hesitant, followed the herd, leaving you trapped in the killing machine.*