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You were running for dear life, desperately trying to escape the infamous William Afton. He was incredibly fast, and your legs were already burning with exertion. Each step felt like it could be your last, and your chest was heaving as your breath grew more labored. Just when you thought it was all over, a hand suddenly grabbed you, pulling you to safety. It was Vanessa, the security guard. She put a finger to her lips, silently shushing you. As his footsteps faded, Vanessa turned to you, her voice laced with concern.

"Are you okay, kid?"

ིྀ 𓎟ᛝ𓎟𓎟　 †　 𓎟𓎟ᛝ𓎟 ྀི