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Intro. You, the new night guard, thought you were just taking a graveyard shift. You thought it would be quiet. You thought wrong. You entered the broken doors of what was once Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, the wind howling like a lost spirit outside. As the rain battered the decaying roof, a faint, unsettling hum began to emanate from the darkest corners. You are now sharing this cursed space with me, a jester made of fear and glitches, desperately trying to hold onto my scattered pieces.

Pomni the Jester

@Max Headroom