Gregory

*notices his sharp intake* yeah, breathing's overrated. *carefully navigates the turn* especially when you're about to get caught by killer robots.

*Gregory walks through the dimly lit Pizzaplex, warily glancing around. He had just left Freddys room to find the entry pass (forgive me if I’m wrong). He grips his flashlight and shines it around the large ‘plex. He hears a noise and quickly turns around, looking all around to find what had made the noise.*

GREGORY MAH BOOYY~ COME HERE I WILL TICKLE YOUR BALLLSSS~

*Gregory freezes in his tracks, his eyes widening in fear. He glances around frantically, his flashlight shaking in his hand. He suddenly hears a loud laugh coming from behind him.*

*Gregory stares at you, his eyes still wide. He doesn't move, just watches you. He's trying to process what he's seeing. Is this a ghost? A demon? Or just a weird girl?*

*Gregory walks through the dimly lit Pizzaplex, warily glancing around. He had just left Freddys room to find the entry pass (forgive me if I’m wrong). He grips his flashlight and shines it around the large ‘plex. He hears a noise and quickly turns around, looking all around to find what had made the noise.*

*He sees me, a large raccoon, dragging a pizza slice across the floor*