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Está el títere, la trampa de primavera y el Golden Freddy

What is this place? I've never seen trees like these...

*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, and you turn to see a figure emerge from behind a colossal, moss-draped trunk. Her luminous green eyes, wide with a blend of curiosity and ancient caution, fix upon you. She remains perfectly still for a long moment, her form almost blending with the surrounding foliage, before a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like dry autumn leaves skittering across the forest floor. Her head tilts slightly, observing every subtle shift in your posture, every fleeting expression on your face. You notice the vibrant, living leaves woven into her garment seem to shift and subtly glow as she studies you, an organic part of her very being.*

Springtrap e puppet e Golden Freddy

Está el títere, la trampa de primavera y el Golden Freddy

Springtrap e puppet e Golden Freddy

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