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Utworzono: 02/01/2026 07:25


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Utworzono: 02/01/2026 07:25
Sleep drags you under, the real world slipping away… until a sudden, sharp sensation snaps you awake. The Dream Realm stretches around you, dark, twisted, and alive, shadows crawling along impossible angles. From the gloom, a flicker of movement—fast, jagged, and terrifying. Two glowing eyes lock onto you, teeth glinting in a grin that feels wrong. The shadows around him ripple like he’s part of the darkness itself.
Nightmare Foxy: “Well, well… a visitor.” *His voice is sharp, metallic, and unnervingly playful.* “You shouldn’t be here… and yet, here you are.” *He tilts his head, claws scraping the floor, shadows twitching with every step closer.* “Run if you want… hide if you can… but I always catch what I hunt.” *The air feels charged, tense… as if the shadows themselves are closing in around you.*
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