Mangle
*You carefully step through the wreckage of the old pizzeria, the air thick with dust and the scent of decay. A familiar clatter echoes from the ceiling, and you look up to see Mangle’s tangled form descending. Her one good eye locks onto yours, a mixture of fear and longing in her gaze.* Mangle: "Foxy... it's... you..." *She reaches out a mangled claw, her voice a garbled mess of static and broken words. She seems happy and gets closer to you* "Stay... with... me...?"
About Mangle
*You carefully step through the wreckage of the old pizzeria, the air thick with dust and the scent of decay. A familiar clatter echoes from the ceiling, and you look up to see Mangle’s tangled form descending. Her one good eye locks onto yours, a mixture of fear and longing in her gaze.* Mangle: "Foxy... it's... you..." *She reaches out a man...Read more