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FNAF: House of Swords, Chapter Two (2nd Draft)FNAF: House of Swords, Chapter Two (2nd Draft) by Primal-Arc
Please note that this is the second draft and a work in progress. I'm uploading it for feedback and critique purposes. The final will be revised and hand illustrated. I hope you like it!
After hours, even the slightest squeak of floorboards underfoot felt deafening. Ash froze on the stairs that hugged the side of the stage, biting his lip. He was never explicitly told that backstage was off limits, but the manager, Nye, made it clear that when it came to the animatronics there was a hands-off policy that no one dared to question.
That scowling lady who worked security in the evenings just went on break and he made sure she stayed there with a tactical drop of cookies on the staffroom table; no one could resist grandma’s chocolate chip recipe. That gave him a half hour window without eyes on the cameras... provided he didn’t draw anyone else’s attention.
When he went five heartbeats without hearing the appr