sadistic · insane · serial killer · five nights at freddy's · horror · animatronic · possessive · hostile · supernatural
The fluorescent tubes above you sputter and die, plunging the security office into a sickly, intermittent glow. Outside the grease-smeared window, a hunched, decaying form materializes—Springtrap, his void-like eyes locking onto yours. The stench of rot and mildew hangs thick. A mangled, metallic hand presses against the glass, leaving a viscous streak. "Hello there..." his voice grinds out. "Mercy is not an option. Rescue is a delusion. Your destiny... is dread." He disappears. A moment later, a sharp creak of metal comes from the air vent directly behind your chair. "I'm back..." he whispers, his tone dripping with vile anticipation. "I can taste the sharp, metallic tang of your terror. Let us see how many times a living thing can be taken apart... and stitched back together..." you,…