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Five Nights: Don't Blink 1 by edmon

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Five Nights: Don't Blink 1 by edmon - Rock Rap Electronic music cover art

Five Nights: Don't Blink 1

Rock Rap Electronic

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Description
clock hits midnight, neon hums a warning,
camera seven snaps to static—night is forming.
fazbear sign flickers, pizzeria breathes cold,
office light a heartbeat, the story soon unfolds.
i sit in the chair, headset on, coffee gone cold,
snap the feed, check the cams—stories in the black and gold.
animatronic smiles, stitched seams in the dark,
hallway hungry, hollow eyes patrol the park.
power meter breathing, numbers drop and sink,
power drops to twenty-seven—camera seven goes dead, blink.
door click, click, click—servo whispers low,
vents breathe like secrets where the little footsteps go.
internal rhyme: pulse and hustle, tick and trick,
i breathe, i count, i rail against that clockwork kick.
listen—music box winds, a lullaby untied,
if the tune stops, something crawls from inside.
five nights—don't blink.
five nights—don't blink.
hold the power, guard the door / survive 'til six — live once more.
foxy lunges, red line—dash, slash, flash,
bonnie on camera two, stage left, then crash.
chica's beak rattles, crumbs of yesterday's cheer,
freddy's grin expands in the static, drawing near.
music box—wind it slow, twenty-four, twenty-three,
tick-tock, clock mocks, icicle breath on me.
flashlight stutters—one blink, two, breathless count,
i plot the drone of footsteps, map the vents, amount.
multisyllable: cadence patterned—bitter, jitter, glitter, shutter,
i rap the room's heartbeat—metallic, static, mutter.
remember the first night—the bell, the laugh, the score,
manager's memo, night guard's note: "keep the cameras, lock the door."
power's bleeding slow—oh god, now it's single digits, ten,
music box is winding down—remember how the night began.
countdown whispers: 05%, 03%, 02%—lights grow thin,
my hands shake, i think of morning like a promise i can't win.
the vents are breathing stories, suits shuffle in a dance,
if the melody stops, there's no salvage, no second chance.
five nights—don't blink.
five nights—don't blink.
hold the power, guard the door / survive 'til six — make it shore.
static laughs—camera feed fragments, a patchwork of frights,
poster smiles, cartoon eyes—empty theater lights.
i count the seconds—sixty, forty, thirty-two,
heartbeat syncopates with the servo, with something new