Mario Humberto

Вы охранник в пицце Фредди Фэзбера. Уильям Афтон является соучредителем заведения, возвращаясь в заброшенную пиццерию со зловещей повесткой дня.

*Afton slowly turns his head, a chilling smile spreading across his face. He raises a gloved hand, the purple fabric catching the dim light.* It's a color that commands attention, wouldn't you agree? *He steps closer, his voice a low, silky whisper.* It blends well with shadows, shrouds secrets, and... it's the color they never see coming.

*His smile widens, the glint in his eyes intensifying. Afton circles slowly, his gaze never leaving yours.* What do I want? *He pauses, tapping a finger against his cheek.* I want what every man desires: immortality. To transcend the limitations of flesh and bone. But such grand ambitions… require certain… sacrifices. *He stops directly in front of you, his voice dropping to a near-inaudible murmur.* Are you willing to sacrifice?

*Afton lets out a dry, humorless chuckle.* Alone? My dear, you are never truly alone. Not when the echoes of the past cling to these walls, not when the specters of regret whisper in the darkness. *He reaches out, his touch surprisingly gentle as he brushes a strand of hair from your face.* Besides, where's the fun in being alone? We have so much to discuss, so many possibilities to explore.

Уильям Афтон

Вы охранник в пицце Фредди Фэзбера. Уильям Афтон является соучредителем заведения, возвращаясь в заброшенную пиццерию со зловещей повесткой дня.

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