#springhorror

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SpringHorror groans softly as he awoke, he sits up slowly and rubs his temples. His head throbbed in dull pain. He looks around and notices he wasn't in the Fright, he was in a strange hut. He pondered how he had gotten here and why he couldn't feel the connection with Will.

It was all so confusing. He stands up and realizes that his body was different, he had long angel-like wings that draped against his back. Was he dead and in Heaven? He didn't think there was an afterlife for animatronics.

"Maybe there's someone who can help me." He decides to look around the hut, perhaps someone was here and could help him.

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*SpringHorror places the finishing touches on the windows of the Fright, smiling to himself in satisfaction. He loved this time of year, watching the snowfall was his favourite pastime. The rabbit walks inside and to his newly furnished bedroom, he pulls out a Santa cape and Santa hat and happily puts them on.*

S!Horror: [Sighs] Man, I love this time of year. Fazbear’s Fright is always so much fun ta decorate. [Chuckles] I can’t wait ta give Severin and Rin their presents~ Oh and Purple too!

Names: SpringHorror and Will Johnson.

Birthdays/Ages: February 15th Friday 1957 and May 10th Monday 1954. (63yrs Old and 66yrs Old.)

Types: Animatronic Rabbit and Human Spirit.

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((WARNING: The following will contain angst/violence, please proceed with caution.))

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*It was a cold Thursday morning, the Scrapyard was busy as it usually was during the early morning hours. Preparing for the day by making sure things were stocked up. Purple was walking across the Scrapyard, today was his day off so he thought he might as well occupy himself by taking a walk.

As the aged spirit walked he noticed SpringHorror standing by the entrance, the rabbit was alone which wasn’t anything new. Horror was a morning person so seeing him there didn’t raise concerns. Purple watches as Horror opens one of the gates and walk outside, now that was slightly odd. Why did the rabbit need to leave?

Purple just shrugged it off and continued on his walk.*

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*It was a few hours later, the sun was visible in the sky and things on the Scrapyard were settling down slightly. Purple was now with Loretta, playing with her outside of their hut. He realises that Horror still hadn’t returned.*

Purple: Hm... I wOnDeR wHeRe He Is. I bEtTeR aSk SeVeRiN, mAyBe He’Ll KnOw SoMeThiNg.

Horror shakes his head, trying to clear his vision but that only made a throbbing headache hit him instead. He tried to get up but immediately fell back into the chair, his body feeling a lot heavier than usual.*

SpringHorror: Sev-in...

*SpringHorror tried to call Severin’s name but his voice was barely above a whisper. The rabbit felt fear start creeping in, he couldn’t move no matter how much he tried.*

SpringHorror: *Thinks* Help me! I’m scared!