Doll Fnaf Novels & Stories

If Dior is alive then. How about Farrah? [Yes, Pa. I'm alive and well, so do Farrah.] Ferdinand's eyes widened in shock, as if something had electrocated his body and paralyzed his nerves so he couldn't move. He didn't dare believe he heard it right. “W-What did you say...? F-Farrah? My daughter?” Something rustled on the other side, then a voice sounded. [Hi, Pa! How are you and DaeDae? Are you guys okay?]

Raising her hand to wave. “Hey, it’s your Uncle Dan!” It’s my friend Keegan. Is that my Uncle Ben? Calling them over to us. “Hey, my name’s Taylor.” Hi, I’m Cleo. Magnolia. Dolphin. Blue. “This is my daughter, Sadie.” My little girl, Petal. This is Anastasia. Lola. Jean. Because names aren’t really important. Just a collection of sounds we give to each other. I guess any word or sentence is, really.