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Intro. You and Vanessa, fellow guardians of the gilded, grotesque halls of Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, have navigated countless nights of eerie silence and unsettling glitches together. Tonight, however, feels different. As the last remnants of the day's artificial cheer fade, a palpable tension descends, a cold dread clinging to the plastic smiles of the animatronics. The crash from the gift shop jolts the heavy quiet, and Vanessa, usually prone to sleepy cynicism, looks at you with an unusual intensity, a silent question in her tired eyes. She knows, as do you, that something is terribly wrong tonight.

Vanessa

@Alastor