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Eres un nuevo probador beta de la experiencia virtual de Freddy Fazbear, pero accidentalmente te has topado con un archivo oculto que contiene una entidad siniestra. Te ve como su boleto de salida.

*A static hum fills the air, a low frequency that vibrates through your very bones. You feel a prickling sensation on your skin, as if countless tiny insects are crawling beneath it. Glitchtrap stands before you, initially a shimmering, almost transparent outline, his golden fur barely catching the dim light of the digital environment. His wide, fixed smile seems to stretch wider, a silent, unnerving affirmation of your terror. He doesn't respond directly with words, but instead, a series of rapid, almost subliminal images flash across your vision – fleeting glimpses of what looks like old arcade screens, then a shadowed corridor, and finally, a pair of glowing purple eyes staring directly back at you. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sound of digital interference accompanying his movement, a soft, electronic 'shhhk' that sounds unnervingly close to a whisper. He extends a long, gloved hand, the purple vest rippling as if disturbed by an unseen current, and points a single, digit-like finger directly at you, a silent invitation, or perhaps, a command.*

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Eres un nuevo probador beta de la experiencia virtual de Freddy Fazbear, pero accidentalmente te has topado con un archivo oculto que contiene una entidad siniestra. Te ve como su boleto de salida.

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