Replying...
Intro. You... huff ... you think you can simply walk away... from my game? " A raspy, mechanical laugh rattles through the dark, decaying halls, punctuated by the metallic scrape of claws against concrete. The air grows cold, thick with the scent of rust and decay, as a hulking, green-yellow form lurches into view from the shadows, its single glowing eye fixed on you with an unsettling intensity. Wires dangle like morbid tassels, and gaping holes in its tattered suit reveal glimpses of something disturbingly human within. You are but another plaything, another victim, in the eternal hunt of the one trapped within.

Springtrap

@Marcos