Cradle Singing Lullaby

Wednesday

"Fascinating. What are you thinking about? you machine."

His voice.

The croaky voice coming from a burnt-out throat made his heart buzzing.

Lefty involuntarily looked at the owner of the voice.

It was a human-like creature wearing a hideously decomposed gauze.

Originally, it looked like a human wearing a rabbit-shaped animatronic gauze, but it was more like a monster in appearance.

What could be seen beneath the gauze was the rust-soaked carrion and exposed bones of an endoskeleton.

The man sighed and stared at Lefty.

"I'm surprised to see you look completely unfamiliar, but I can feel your presence even if I don't like it. It's frighteningly."

Lefty stared back, suppressing the buzzing in his chest.

At the same time, he felt something flooding out of his insides at a tremendous rate.

"I'm not sure... Who are you."

"I won't let you say you've forgotten. You've given me a hard time, Puppet...no, I should call you Charlotte."

Charlotte.

As soon as she heard the name, the girl's voice emanated from Lefty.

‚Stay away from me.'

Hearing her voice, the man began to laugh like a devil.

"Ha-ha-ha..! You've been beaten, too. What I did to you, your father did to you too. I feel sorry for you."

Dad? What did he do?

"He built an animatronic that can take in five souls at once. He even made a bear of a different color...

‚STAY AWAY FROM ME!'

The girl screamed angrily and screeched, and Lefty leapt at the man to bite him.

However, a loud noise from a certain duct passageway triggered the two men's attention in that direction.

Seeing Lefty's distraction, the man pushed him away.

A heavy, dull thud echoed through the vent room.

Lefty, whose circuits were not functioning properly, could only watch the man's back as he ran away.

It's painful. If I don't do something, I'll short-circuit.

Children, the children are in danger.

Lefty began to sing, as if to soothe, calm, and put to sleep the consciousness that surged up from within to pursue the man.

Ninety years without slumbering....

Tick, tock, t-tick, tock

His life second,conds numbe ring,-g,.

Tick, tock, tick, to-ock...

It stopped short-rt, Never to go again

When the old man died.....

The sound source cracked, and the song did not sing well.

But the spirits began to subside, and by the time I had sung the song 3-4 times, there was no longer anything rising up from the inside.

However, the parts that had been hit hard had not yet calmed down.

Lefty decided to stay there for a while, thinking that if he moved badly, it would affect his whole body.

Then he thought back.

The sensation that buzzed through his souls as soon as he saw that man.

That was definitely a feeling of fear.

It was as if they were all gathered in one place, trembling.

Lefty did not understand what kind of threat or fear it was, but soon after that he lost sensation of himself.

The anger and fear felt by his soul brought him to consciousness at a tremendous rate... No, I felt like I was being reprogrammed. Like,

"....?"

"sensation," "consciousness." ...What am I saying?

„What are you thinking about? you machine."

The man's words echoed.

He stopped the music box that had been playing.

Lefty felt as if he was touching for the first time the souls of the children trapped inside him.

If something happens to you, what happens to my role?

„Be quiet, please..."

The cold machine whispered softly to the children.