Scary Fnaf Animatronics Novels & Stories

His strength of character and his natural aura of power were intoxicating. Head out of the clouds, I told myself. Feet on the ground. The six of us entered the mine and meandered down the path to spooky noises and few scary animatronic creatures that popped out at us, making the girls shriek and laugh. Grace had taken my hand and was walking quite close to me when Zane stiffened and halted. “Zane?” I asked. “That’s not right,” he muttered, then tensed in alarm. “We need to get—”

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

Zac lets out a painful scream before fainting, than the monster swallows him whole. This whole time I’m screaming “No” “Noooo” but that doesn’t do anything to stop it. My family is gone, mum, dad, Zac, but wait where is Bethany. I scan the surroundings searching for a sign that Bethany got away but there are no sign. Abruptly I become aware of a low grunting sound that’s coming from the monster. Gradually I spin to face the monster; I stare at it waiting for it to do something when suddenly it speaks

"As a noble, I fear nothing!" The moment they stepped inside, a life-sized animatronic ghost knight lunged toward them with glowing red eyes. "DEATH AWAITS YOU!" The entire noble entourage screamed in terror. One knight dropped his sword. Another noble tried to cast a warding spell, only for it to do absolutely nothing against the pre-programmed horror effects. Meanwhile, a group of Aeternums kids walked past them, completely unfazed. "It’s just an illusion, my lord," a child whispered to the trembling duke.

He had to stop his friend Using his vamp speed, he rushed to Samson, blocking his path and lifting a hand to stop him. Samson paused so as not to Hurt his friend, but he still looked determined to fulfill his mission. "Get out of my way, Mark." he said. His eyes had turned red, and his nostrils flared. There were veins around him eyes and a visible vein throb on his forehead. His fangs were protruding from his mouth. Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. Giving him a deadly, monstrous look. "Get out of my way Mark!" Samson repeated. The tightness in the face stretched into a snarl but Mark would let him pass.

Santo's face is distorted with anger, and I swear I can hear the crystal under his fingers shattering. I scream as the glass flies by my face. The fragile object shatters on the wall placed far behind me, and I have to make monstrous efforts not to vomit on the spot so much I am terrified. Santo points to the door. He doesn't need to guide me further. I know the way perfectly. * * * I start toward the office door and tilt my head slightly toward Santo as I close the door behind me. "Buonanotte a te," I say mechanically.

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

“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.

Surely it had been human once, alive and breathing, but now, it was a parody of humanity, a force of utter filth, borne of hatred and malice. She laughed bitterly, exposing rotten teeth.So close was she that Mrs Feeney could smell the scent of death on her.How long had her mortal remains been buried, for it to have the smell of grave rot in her spirit form? “So, old woman, you can see me?Truly an interesting turn of events.Tell me, are you the one protecting her?” “I owe you no explanation,”Mrs Feeney replied more forcefully.“You do not belong in this world!” She took a few steps closer and Mrs Feeney could see her more clearly.

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."