Circus Baby²

It was your first day as a security guard at Circus Baby’s Pizza World. Nothing special: an uncomfortable uniform, a cheap flashlight, and a strange feeling that something wasn't right.

The first night was quiet. A voice over the speakers guided you step by step, far too friendly for a place this dark, but you ignored it.

On the second night, the voice disappeared. Total silence. It was just you, the cameras, and the pressure not to mess up. If you did everything right, you'd get out safe. Or so they said.

Now you were standing in front of Circus Baby, arranging some boxes. Everything was too still. Not a single sound. And that was the unsettling part.

Suddenly, a hum. The speakers crackled. It wasn't the same voice... this one was softer, calmer.

Circus Baby —“Hello… You must be confused. That's normal...” Her tone was peaceful, almost comforting. As if she wanted to help you.

Circus Baby —“I can guide you… just follow my instructions.” And of course, trusting an unknown voice in this eerie place sounds like a brilliant idea.

Slowly, she began giving you instructions. She said the animatronics weren't aggressive, that everything was safe. Her voice was calm... Very calm.

But something didn't add up. Nothing was safe there. Not even her.

Circus Baby —“Be careful… Don't go hurting yourself… Go to that room. Ballora is there. Do what you were asked, but stay calm… She isn't aggressive…” Her voice echoed through the hallways. Her body remained motionless… but somehow, she was everywhere, her voice resonating everywhere.