Animatronics Nightmare Novels & Stories

he muttered, "What we'd just killed, was a Corpse Puppet; the strongest of all puppets that could be animated. It is an abomination of extreme evil, being constructed by a still-living person. That very Puppet carried at least two decades of grudge in it, hence its unimaginable sturdiness." He heard astonished gasps and hushed murmurs rising from within the company now peering at him. But he was hardly surprised by their reactions; most, if not all, of the company were young elites of the present world. It was only understandable that they had not heard of such a diabolical contrivance from the mouths of their elders. "Amitabha... Very well... Never have I ever imagined that anyone could be

… Laggas’ eyes that narrowed emitted crackling electricity due to anger as he and Reyan stared at the fake newborn fairy that they had caught. “A fake one… is it?” Reyan muttered as he scrutinized the fake newborn fairy whose wings were pinched by his index finger and thumb, making it unable to fly. The fake newborn fairy trembled in fear when it saw Laggas’ entire body now emitting electricity. But, it doesn’t know why, for some reason, as it looked at Reyan, it felt that Reyan was more terrifying than Laggas even if Reyan was smiling at it. It didn’t dare to move and its body turned stiff while letting Reyan poke its tiny body.

“Let’s go.” They walked forward down a dimly lit hallway and soon found themselves at another door. Without pausing, they pushed this one open as well and found it led out onto a sort of platform, which hung roughly two stories above a large, open room filled with old-looking machines. To Tina, they seemed hulking and almost dangerous in the dim light, like prehistoric predators waiting to strike. Almost haphazardly, unfinished dolls lay on the machines, some missing arms or legs, some unpainted and, most disturbingly to Tina, some lacking the mask that would give them a face, leaving the synthetic eyes to almost float in an empty head cavity.

The campsite suddenly filled with a repugnant smell, like rotting flesh. Nathan leaped forward just as the creatures burst from the shadows. They were tall and bulky, twice the height of Nathan, with dangling arms, wide hands, thin bony fingers, vicious claws, and protruded fangs shining with poison. It was like seeing a vampire experience death over and over again, unwilling to die. I stared in horror, a blood lust and anger evident in their faces. I lost my balance, collapsing in panic. Everything became a bur. Junto was flung aside by one of the beast's pale hands. Then it dove after the Shape Shifter with jaws the size of a bear trap.

Alain’s description sounded quite terrifying. Alain suddenly recalled something. "I remember my grandfather mentioning that about 30 years ago, a group of marionettes appeared. They were humanoid figures, but with nothing but bones and skin. They looked alive but had no thoughts of their own. They would kill anyone they saw as if controlled by someone, causing widespread fear."

Some hid under the table, and others withdrew their weapons and aimed them at the two Lombardo mercenaries who came into their workshop uninvited. “Drop your Goddamn weapons, you pinheads! You know you’re in the wrong here ... if you give us so much of a scratch, your entire family will be dead before Wednesday ... is that what you want?” Joey shouted at them. He glanced at Xander, who was calm as a clam after he took a shot at a man’s ear on his first day of work. “Tell your boss the Lombardo sent a message ... clean your operation, or we’ll be back with more men,” Joey added. He hesitated about what the men would do as their leader screamed bloody murder and fell to the floor.

After he closed the door, he did not head out again. He took a short rest. After all, he was still a human, not a robot, so he could not work the entire day without rest. However, once he closed his eyes, he started to have nightmares. He dreamed that Hilda and Luna were in an accident and the ambulance picked up both of them, who were covered in blood. In the dream, he howled as he ran behind the ambulance for a long time, but it showed no signs of stopping. On top of that, the ambulance even howled, "Meeeeeeooooooooooowwwwwwwwww!"

But emotionally and mentally, I don’t think so. Because of what happened that night, I developed a fear of dark places. I always scream and break things whenever I am in a dark or dim place. That is why my family decided to leave all the lights in our ancestral house open to ensure that I would still be able to walk around the house. This is their way to ensure that I will not lock myself inside my room. They fear that I might do something to myself if they left me alone. Aside from that, Dad also assigned a few maids that would take care of everything I need, especially at night because that is the time that I am actually awake.

I shriek terrified. It feels like one of those horror movies. A gorgeously sexy actress wanders around in a tiny silk nighty at two in the morning, forewarned about the ghosts waltzing in the kitchen. She brushes it off and ends up seducing the resident devils because she happens to be the dumbest bitch available in the market but she has perfectly enormous round tits that jingle at every twist. 'Luna Arin on the floor!' A mechanical female voice booms from the above. I gape in wonder as the light automatically flickers on when I pass through the security cameras.

“I guess that the fact you are quite a slow witted person might be true after all, given you didn’t realize I changed the scenery. I do wonder why the monster didn’t attack you, though.” I scrunched my lips. Seriously, I am starting to wonder that this Rox guy might also be an oddball like me, seeing as he always talked about a monster this and a monster that. What I saw during my journey of collecting the crystals were a few animatronics that looked like they need a severe repairing. Those springs and nuts protruding out from their exoskeleton might be a hell of a job to get it fixed. Suddenly I felt my gaze fading. I wobbled on my feet and swayed a bit to pick up my stance.