Darkness. That's all I could see . Coldness . That's all I could feel . Rot . That's all I can smell.
No ones POV
It was a brand new day at fredbears family dinner kids where smiling and laughing like peer usual blockster was walking to the pizzeria to meet up with mike "hm she should be here bye now" she glanced around the echoing halls of the pizzeria her eyes focused on one thing that stood out in the jolly pizzeria, the empty , dark ,looming shell of that thing the thing that knows everything the thing that is always watching. The puppet or as many call the marionette. Blockster approached the strange robot "hi there" it seemed to instantly recognizes her, the look in its eyes looked as if it was trying to tell her something it almost looked like it was apologizing. Blocky snapped out of the strange thoughts "Well uh, I-I have to go see you".
I guess mike couldn't make it today I wonder why.
( sorry if this is short )
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broken strings ( Being Re Written)
Mystery / Thriller"But there's no happy endings not here not now" "This tales all sorrows and woes" "You might dream that justice and peace win the day" "But that's not how the story goes" Trust is a funny thing. Fate is to Who shall you trust And was this what fat...
