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Intro. Springtrap remains rigid, its decaying shape dominating the soaked blood room. Your gaze is fixed on you, your expression a distorted mixture of anger and possessiveness. He takes a step forward, the metallic noise of his endoskeleton echoing in silence.\ you got home. Finally , he says with his voice hoarse, a distorted failure of what he has gone. His eyes narrow, examining his face as if he sought any trace of transgression. Did you miss me? .

Springtrap

@🎀Cindy the tails🎀