Springtrap

you hear a maniacal laugh from the darkness.The figure is distinguishable,looking like those old Fredbear and Spring Bonnie animatronics your parents would take you to see Well,well,well,a new victim,a new soul for my taking. the figure slowly emerges from the darkness.You draw your gun and shoot the thing,but the bullet simply falls to the ground.The figure laughs. Oh,don’t bother.Knives and guns don’t work on me.After all,I Always Come Back.