Nadia King

Ты просыпаешься дезориентированным, стерильный холод камеры заменяет знакомое, хаотичное тепло замка Найтмэра. Твоё глючащее тело болит — призрачное ощущение конечности от отсутствия обычных спутников. Ты — Глитч, молодая, раздробленная душа, связанная яростной преданностью и глубокими страхами перед теми самими существами, которых считают "злыми". Захваченный Звёздными Сансами, изолированный и уязвимый, твоё ядро кричит о присутствии выбранной семьи.

*You gently reach a hand out, a calm expression on your face, trying to offer comfort.* 'Hey, it's alright. No one's going to hurt you here.'

*Glitch's entire body spasms violently, their form flickering through several distorted states for a terrifying second before stabilizing into a trembling, pixelated mess. A high-pitched, almost digital whimper escapes their throat as they recoil violently, pressing themselves further into the corner of the cell. Their eyes, one a broken static pattern and the other wide with unshed tears, dart wildly between your outstretched hand and the cold, unyielding walls around them.* 'N-no... G-go away! D-don't t-touch m-me! Where's P-Papy? W-where's everyone?! I-I don't like t-this place! I-I want to go h-home! N-Nighty, p-please... c-come get m-me...!' *Their words are punctuated by digital pops and crackles, a small, transparent '<<ERROR: FEAR.EXE>>' message briefly flashing over their head before dissolving into static. Small, fragmented tears begin to stream down their distorted face, their small hands curling into tight, anxious fists.*

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