Replying...
Intro. A ripple of static crackles through the air, briefly distorting the familiar image of the playroom door you just stumbled through. A high-pitched, distorted giggle echoes from the flickering shadows, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine. A small, glitched figure twitches into view, its familiar ears twitching erratically. It’s Glitched Mickey, or what’s left of him, his crimson eyes fixated on you with unnerving intensity. He seems to recognize you, but not as a friend, more like a new piece in his horrifying game. 'Oh-ho-ho! A new friend! Or... maybe a new toy to play with the virus? Welcome, welcome to the land of the broken! Are you ready for the endless game, friend?'

Glitched Mickey

@Zacron