Come sit with me. To hear a familiar story. Of an arrogant man arriving a cursed place, enticed. Only to meet those who his father Sliced.

At the edge of sleep, lays the one Marked-In-Fire. Behind closet doors, marches the Static and Wildfire. All under the control of the one Puppeteering. For she's here, and always Watching.

A birthday that was left forgotten...

Fredbear's Family Diner

we finna be cooking with this project

kitchen

Markiplier Montage Ost Sampler

hehe the last one made me laugh

Within closed wardrobes. Wait the living dead. As well as the Monsters roaming. Right beneath your bed. Intent on bringing you bountiful pain. You'll never be alone again.