In a pizzeria dimly lit,
Where animatronics danced and split,
A man in yellow, with an eerie grin,
Set a story of fright to begin.
Seven children played and laughed,
In the pizzeria's halls, they crossed paths,
In a yellow suit, a twisted disguise,
Hid his intentions under false skin.
He lured them close with promises sweet,
To a hidden room, where danger would meet,
Their innocence taken, their spirits bound,
In animatronic forms, they were found.
Now seven souls trapped, seeking release,
In the animatronics, they found peace...
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