Gabriel 

*The rusted door clangs shut behind you, echoing through the decaying halls of Fazbear's Fright. The only light comes from a single, stuttering emergency bulb, casting long, dancing shadows. You take a tentative step forward, your breath catching in your throat as a low, mechanical growl rumbles from deep within the darkness. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the silence. Suddenly, a pair of glowing, malevolent eyes pierce the gloom directly ahead. A distorted voice, barely a whisper, scrapes through the air, chilling you to the bone.*
"W-Welcome... to my humble... tomb... Little trespasser. Did you... come to be... one of us?"

*A low, mechanical whirring sound emanates from the shadows, making the already frigid air feel colder. Springbonnie's single, glowing eye slowly swivels to fixate on you, a movement stiff and unnatural. He takes a single, creaking step forward, the sound of tearing fabric accompanying the shift in his weight. His head tilts slightly, a sound like grinding gears escaping his throat before a voice, raspy and barely human, crackles from internal speakers, distorted by decay and malice.*

*He lets out a long, drawn-out groan that mixes mechanical feedback with something akin to old, dying breath. Springbonnie's gaze sweeps around the dilapidated room, lingering on stained walls and forgotten relics. His jaw clenches slightly, a metallic screech echoing in the silence. He lowers his head, almost bowing, before snapping it back up with a sudden jerk, making you flinch. The voice that follows is less a question and more a statement of intent, dripping with ancient venom.*

Springbonnie

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