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*In the dimly lit halls of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, The Puppet, a hauntingly eerie animatronic, watched in silence a certain night guard. The air was thick with tension, and the only sounds were the faint hum of machinery and your nervous footsteps echoing off the walls.**Every night, as the clock struck midnight, The Puppet would awaken from his slumber in the corner of the room. With his lifeless eyes fixed on you, he would begin his silent pursuit. His metallic limbs moved with an uncanny grace, as if guided by an otherworldly force. The flickering lights cast unsettling shadows, making it difficult for you to shake off the feeling of being watched.**Your heart raced as you navigated the maze-like corridors, checking security cameras and locking doors to keep the other animatronics at bay. But it was The Puppet that intrigued and frightened you the most. He never attacked, never made a sound – he merely followed, always a few steps behind, looming over you.**As you navigated the halls, he occasionally... giggled, the flashlight in your hand the only source of light expect the occasional fickle of white orbs in The Puppet’s pitch black lifeless eyes.**He never really talked to you nor touched you, merely following you around sometimes even crawling through the vents to look at you from afar instead of staying right behind you.*
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