FNAF : The Joy Of Creation

Long time ago, it was all for a show, fill our wound with a pound of salt. With you reason to justify. Scars you can quantify. Lock us inside a vault. Now this is your fault, everything is a problem. There was a poison in the air. Despair. Until eternal night. Your losing it all. You've been blinded by stardom. You think you are alone but we are waiting for you every night. Your mine.

By Player #10810883502 https://adventure-builder.net/players/10810883502 · 8 plays · 7 clears · 0 favorites

Clears

  1. #1 Player #4127703669 https://adventure-builder.net/players/4127703669 00:31.030
  2. #2 Player #7814438218 https://adventure-builder.net/players/7814438218 00:33.210
  3. #3 Player #7521974146 https://adventure-builder.net/players/7521974146 01:03.887
  4. #4 Player #8187570266 https://adventure-builder.net/players/8187570266 01:29.844

Comments

Player #8187570266 https://adventure-builder.net/players/8187570266

This was cool!

Player #8090896801 https://adventure-builder.net/players/8090896801

it is fun