Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-34272082-20181223192216/@comment-34890725-20181223194155

The wind was cold. Dark in the sky as turmoil spent. A scream in the night was heard, as blood splattered everywhere on the windows of Freddy Fazbear’s. A new animatronic had been purchased and sold. Lockjaw.

As he ate the remains, Freddy was mad. He wanted to get the drop, but was way too late. He then looked down and started kicking the other animatronic, before a fist to the bear’s face was flung.