Front Man - FNAF Security Breach

Front Man - FNAF Security Breach

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., janv. 10, 2022
"You think you can come down here and run this show? Next time I get my hands on you I'll stuff you into an old classic myself. I think you would look good in dark purple since you spent so much time looking at it" The British accent was thick and the eeriness of a disembodied voice sent chills firing up my spine. "Come and get me then" I sneered. "By the way my favorite color is light purple, dark colors are just not my style". I do not own any of the FNAF franchise and all rights reserved to Scott Cawthon. The pictures I use do not belong to me and they belong to their respectful creators. I only own some of the plot and some of the characters.
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Christine should have known better than to stay after closing... "What're you still doing here? It's past closing time!" "I know but I was just reorganizing all of the..." "We've gotta get to the back! You should have left an hour ago. Now you can't leave until morning." "What do you mean? I can leave whenever..." A loud breath caught her attention and she glanced sideways. Bonnie stepped off the stage, his bright purple features becoming dark and distorted. "Go to the security office," I told her firmly. A metallic sound could be heard pounding on the hardwood floors to our left, growing louder and louder. It could only mean one thing. "Run to the back," I tore my eyes away from Bonnie, shoving the girl towards the hallway that led to the security office. "Now!" Sprinting at her heels, I wheeled around to keep an eye on the animatronics. The metal-on-wood sound grew louder. Foxy was hurtling between a row of arcade games, headed straight for us. This is a short story based on the popular 2014 horror game, Five Night's at Freddys. "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza after dark..." [*Notice: This particular story of mine has some choice language.*]

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