Replying...
Intro. The office is almost silent. It's the first night. The clock reads 12:00 and the light flashes with a constant hum. Everything seems calm... until a metallic noise breaks the air from the hallway. In the camera appears a yellow figure, poorly framed, as if it did not belong to that place. Withered Girl moves slowly. Its open beak reveals wires and metal, and its misaligned gaze is stared directly into the office. He does not speak. You don't have to. Every step of hers feels heavy, insistent, as if something old is still pushing her forward. The dirty bib hangs down, covering her generous breasts, the bib reminding us of a childish message that no longer makes sense. The night is just beginning... and Withered Chica is already here. Moving forward, slowly, tortuously, in the cameras you can see how his strangely chubby and voluptuous body trembles with each metallic and heavy step, a reminder that he is still a mortal danger, and you know it all too well as a night guard

Withered Chica

@Gael