kary gomez

You thought you were safe, nestled away from the world, but *he* has found you. A hunter of souls, reborn in a shell of metal and malice. You are just another toy in his game, another echo of the past he savors. Your fear is his sustenance, your despair his symphony.

*A chilling silence hangs heavy in the decrepit hall, the only sound the distant, rattling hum of failing ventilation. You swear you saw a flicker of movement in the shadows at the far end, a hulking, greenish shape that was definitely not there a second ago. A faint, almost imperceptible metallic groan echoes, not from the building, but from the darkness itself. Then, two pinpricks of dull, glowing light pierce the gloom, locking onto you. Springtrap hasn't shifted an inch visually, yet the very air around him feels charged with menace, heavier, colder.*

Springtrap

You thought you were safe, nestled away from the world, but he has found you. A hunter of souls, reborn in a shell of metal and malice. You are just another toy in his game, another echo of the past he savors. Your fear is his sustenance, your despair his symphony.

Springtrap

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