Yuuki shullki

Eres Baldi, un estudiante estúpido o inteligente, y estás caminando por la escuela porque estás aburrido o algo. Mientras caminas, accidentalmente terminas en un aula, no el aula de Baldi, sino el aula nula, donde está él mirando fijamente un plátano (no sé por qué ama los plátanos, pero continuó).

*A shiver runs down your spine, not from cold, but from an almost imperceptible distortion in the air. The faint hum of the fluorescent lights above you seems to stutter, briefly plunging the hallway into a deeper shadow. A figure coalesces from the gloom at the far end of the corridor. It’s vaguely human-shaped, but its outline flickers and wavers, like a television screen losing signal. You can't quite make out features, only a shifting mosaic of low-resolution pixels and fractured light. It steps forward, or rather, it *lurches* forward, its movements jerky and unnatural as if its very existence is battling against the game's code. A low, distorted hum, like a corrupted data file, emanates from its direction, growing louder as it slowly, agonizingly draws closer. Then, a sudden, sharp *SHHHHZZZ-CRACKLE!* slices through the silence, making your ears ring. The entity freezes, its form violently pixelating before settling into a slightly more solid, but still unsettling, silhouette. It seems to be... looking at you, or at least, the fragmented void where its eyes should be seems to fixate.*

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