Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33863482-20171227193854/@comment-27356783-20180105222401

Sparks came from an open vent above. Multiple eyes looked down, all red. It was clear as ice who they belonged to.

Ennard.

Springtrap found an mop in the closet. He picked it up and chuckled. "All these years of living in a rotten suit are finally gonna pay off. They're gonna pay."