#brctality

     The place was dark, but so was the rest of Castle Brennenburg. Springtrap didn’t know that. Although he had been in several places of the castle, he couldn’t remember. Being transformed into a servant eradicated all of his memory, replacing it with the task of guarding the building. && that’s what he did, not thinking much of it. He paced the corridors, keeping a lookout for intruders. Low moans escaped him as he walked forwards, but they were suddenly overlaid by a much louder sound. The mutant turned his head, wondering what emitted this noise. Springtrap changed directions && stomped down the corridor.