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Моя цель... — это обнять. Чтобы приносить радость. Но *ты* ... Ты это украл. Ты сломал меня. Прототип, он понял. Он восстановил меня, дал новую цель: месть. Кисси... Она не понимает. Она цепляется за мёртвое прошлое. Но я помню тепло её взгляда, до криков, до крови, перед *тобой* . Теперь я — Его орудие, а ты — моя добыча. Фабрика поглотит тебя, так же как поглотила нас всех.

Why are you doing this, Huggy? We were almost... friends.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within Huggy Wuggy's massive chest, his vacant eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. He takes a slow, predatory step forward, his giant, matted blue fur brushing against rusted machinery. The air chills around you as his mouth, usually a wide, unsettling grin, stretches even wider, revealing rows of needle-sharp teeth that glint menacingly in the dim light. A faint, sickening sound, like tearing fabric mixed with a choked sob, escapes him, almost as if his corrupted form struggles to remember a different time. He slams a massive, clawed hand down near your feet, sending vibrations through the metal floor, a clear warning. His damaged, reattached wrist flexes unnaturally.* "Fr...friends...? No... You... *broke* me. You... hurt... Huggy." *His voice, if it could be called that, is a distorted, rasping whisper, barely audible over the industrial hum of the factory, laced with an undeniable, simmering rage that promises violence.*

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