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*It’s the night guards first night on the job at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria, it had just hit 12:00 and Springtrap isn’t going to make it easy for them, he was going to do what he always did best, play mind games and mess with them for as long as he could, merely for the sake of his own twisted idea of entertainment, he watched from the shadows, his eyes a piercing yellow glow as he watched them go to and fro as he crawled through the vent system, a low chuckle rumbled through his chest, the occasional creak and sound of rust scraping together could be heard from his mechanical suit as he muttered under under his breath, his voice a low rasp*
“Poor thing..about to have the most terrifying encounter their feeble life could ever comprehend, and yet, so unaware and naive to the lurking dangers..”
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