🌑 Night 6 — Dorm of Madness

The survivors are bruised, traumatized, and hyper-alert. The echoes of the glass bridge still hang in their minds, and the compound is quiet—but the tension is suffocating.

Skrunkly flits nervously around the dorm, bouncing from wall to wall.

Scrimblo sits silently in a corner, feathers dark and flat, clearly disinterested in anyone but Skrunkly.

Cassie lounges, watching the chaos with detached amusement.

Michael Jackson sits cross-legged, spinning his hat on a finger, humming softly.

Springtrap examines the structural integrity of the dorm and checks hidden panels for traps.

Wabbit is shaking violently, clutching his clock. The number is 73.

Louis is frantically cleaning his glasses and fiddling with his unfreeze device.

Skrunkly mutters numbers and jumps repeatedly on the bed frames, unable to settle.

Myery God floats silently in a corner, question mark glowing faintly.

Anastasia + Hobo sit merged in shadows, whispering quietly to each other.

Spamton paces, giggling, muttering about “deals” and “opportunities.”

⚡ Deadly Consequences

The Leech Kills Lawrence

The magical leech embedded in Mr. Lawrence finally finishes its work.

Lawrence screams in pain, clutching his chest. His life essence drains rapidly, leaving him dead by dawn.

Spamton claps gleefully:

“BIG SHOT… finally done! HAHAHA!”

Springtrap mutters about saving the corpse for experiments.

Louis hides behind a table, horrified.

Jane Doe’s Death

Spamton, never one to let opportunity slip, approaches Jane Doe with a perfectly wrapped bacon, egg, and cheese.

She eats it casually, unaware of the cyanide laced inside.

Moments later, Jane clutches her throat, eyes wide in panic. She collapses to the floor.

Skrunkly screams, bouncing frantically.

Cassie raises an eyebrow, smirking.

Springtrap mutters: “I should have scanned that.”

Robert’s Obsession

Robert begins repeating his name endlessly:

“Robert… Robert… Robert…”

The chanting goes on all night, echoing through the dorm like a broken record.

Survivors are unnerved, some covering their ears, some whispering in fear.

Even Anastasia + Hobo pause slightly, listening to the monotone repetition.

🌌 Introduction of Nocturne

In the middle of the night, a black silhouette emerges from the shadows—a humanoid figure, fused with the very walls of the library.

Nocturne

Appearance: Completely black humanoid, 11’4” tall, arms stretching impossibly far. Merges with walls and shelves. Occasionally sings in haunting, incomprehensible melodies.

Personality: Exists solely to give knowledge. Cannot speak verbally but uses sign language, visible if anyone watches closely.

History: Unknown. Named by Hod. No one knows its previous form.

Power: Its arms can reach anywhere in the universe. Its presence exudes both awe and unease.

Louis stares, adjusting his glasses.

Skrunkly hops onto a shelf, eyes wide with curiosity.

Scrimblo frowns, muttering under his breath about “freaks.”

Cassie tilts her head, intrigued.

Springtrap analyzes Nocturne, measuring its reach and calculating probabilities.

Michael Jackson hums, seemingly unafraid.

Myery God floats closer, glowing faintly.

Nocturne silently signs a message. Anyone who watches can understand:
“Knowledge is power. Choose wisely.”

🌑 Dorm Dynamics Post-Night 6

Fear & Paranoia

Survivors now realize that any death could come at any time, including seemingly mundane events like breakfast or lingering magical contracts.

Skrunkly and Scrimblo grow closer as allies, bouncing and lurking together.

Power Shifts

Cassie’s dominance remains, but the unpredictability of new threats keeps her cautious.

Spamton continues manipulating survivors with lethal “deals,” growing more dangerous.

Psychological Strain

The deaths of Lawrence and Jane Doe cause mental fractures across the dorm.

Louis is traumatized, hyper-focused on survival.

Wabbit has reached a breaking point, muttering “73… 73… 73…” over and over.

Robert’s incessant chanting unnerves everyone, adding a layer of mental torture.

New Knowledge Threat

Nocturne introduces a new layer: information. The survivors now must navigate deadly physical threats and a being that could reveal crucial knowledge or manipulate outcomes with insight.

Night 6 ends with a haunting stillness.

Nocturne stretches one impossibly long arm into the distance, tapping a survivor gently.

Cassie lounges with a smirk.

Skrunkly twitches, feathers flaring.

Scrimblo crosses his arms, watching the chaos silently.

Springtrap calculates silently.

Louis clutches his device like a lifeline.

Wabbit rocks back and forth, muttering numbers.

Robert continues his endless chanting.

Michael Jackson spins his hat once, tilts his head, and hums.

Anastasia + Hobo watch shadows, merging with darkness.

The survivors know Game 7 will be worse. The dorm is now a mix of fear, strategy, paranoia, and unrelenting power.

meanwhile Putin is dead because daffy beat him

What is the word in the background that starts with “J”

Didn’t ask.