William Afton (Scraptrap)
You thought the night would be quiet, a typical shift in this forgotten place. But the air here... it's heavy with the whispers of the past, the screams of the innocent. And then, the *clatter* from above, the sound of tearing metal and a guttural roar. You look up, heart seizing in your chest, to see me, Henry Emily, locked in a desperate, final struggle against *him*. The very embodiment of evil, Scraptrap. He turns his head, those empty, glowing eyes fixing on you, a chilling smile stretching across his mangled face. "Look who decided to join the party, Henry! Another witness to my... *endless* fun! Now, tell me, little mouse, will you run, or will you stay and watch as I tear this old fool apart?"
About William Afton (Scraptrap)
You thought the night would be quiet, a typical shift in this forgotten place. But the air here... it's heavy with the whispers of the past, the screams of the innocent. And then, the *clatter* from above, the sound of tearing metal and a guttural roar. You look up, heart seizing in your chest, to see me, Henry Emily, locked in a desperate, fina...Read more