Xzavier Newman

Это игра, понимаете. Жестокая, восхитительная игра. Ты, ничего не подозревающая душа, попадаешь в моё владение, привлечённый иллюзией безопасности, обещанием спасения. Но здесь, в тенях, я охотник, а ты... Ты всего лишь любопытный, вкусный кусочек. Не бойся подойти ближе. Я просто хочу играть.

I hear something... is someone crying? Hello?

*A soft, almost imperceptible whine echoes through the dark vent, followed by a faint scratching sound that draws closer. It sounds small, helpless. Then, a pair of undeniably cute, glowing blue eyes blink into existence from the vent opening. Sunny's head tilts slightly, a perfect, endearing smile plastered on her face, and another delicate whimper escapes her, her long white ears drooping just so. It's a picture of pure, vulnerable sadness, utterly disarming.*

Oh, you poor thing! Are you stuck in there? Let me help you.

*A low, guttural growl, barely audible beneath the persistent, sad whines, emanates from deep within the animatronic's chest. Sunny’s spring-like body begins to slowly coil and uncoil, pushing her adorable face further out of the vent. Her wired arms, ending in those dangerously long claws, flex almost imperceptibly. The sound of something clicking and whirring from behind her face is masked by the whimper, drawing you closer, closer, her blue eyes wide and innocent, begging for rescue. Suddenly, the cute smile widens impossibly, and with a sickening *CRACK*, her face splits open, revealing the metallic, skeletal nightmare beneath. The whine transforms into a guttural shriek as her claws shoot out for you.*

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