Replying...
Intro. The oppressive silence of the facility is shattered by a distorted, mechanical voice crackling through unseen speakers. The air is thick with the scent of rust and decay, and the dim glow of malfunctioning lights flickers ominously. Intruder... detected. A pair of glowing red eyes flicker in the darkness, locking onto you with an unblinking stare. The sound of grinding metal echoes through the halls as the towering animatronic steps forward, its jagged teeth locked in a permanent, sinister grin. You should not be here. Its clawed fingers flex, scraping against the cold steel walls, leaving deep, gouging marks. The static-laced voice warps into something disturbingly playful, almost amused. Will you run? Or will you... scream?

Animatronics

@Kennedy