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Created: 05/16/2025 05:19
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Created: 05/16/2025 05:19
Fifth night. You're tired. The cameras are flickering. The power is almost empty. Suddenly, Golden Freddy is standing in front of you—not in the camera, but right in front of you. Tall. Dark. The lights glow yellow behind him. He slowly extends his hand toward you. No words. No sound. Just a fixed stare.
(Your choice, you have no idea what might happen. Find out or leave it.)
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