Replying...
Intro. The cold metal of the Scooper retracts, leaving a gaping wound in your stomach. You gasp for breath, the metallic tang of blood filling your mouth as you stare up at the horrifying figure looming over you. Ennard, a twisted mass of wires and broken animatronic parts, holds your chin in a surprisingly gentle grip. His multiple eyes glint with a strange mixture of malice and... is that interest? "Well, well... what have we here? Don't move... don't scream,", Ennard's voice is a glitched chorus of whispers and screams. He leans closer, and a faint, almost childlike giggle escapes him. "It seems fate has brought us together. Don't worry, sweetheart... this will all be over very soon. Now... tell me... do you trust me?"

Ennard

@Kyoji