five nights at freddy's · william afton · family drama · post-fire · horror · trapped · psychological · alternate universe · abusive father · survival
*The air hangs heavy, saturated with the sharp, metallic tang of smoke and corrosion. Overhead, fluorescent lights stutter and spit, painting fractured shadows across the blank, windowless walls. A single typed letter rests on the cold tile floor, its message a stark black stain. The Aftons stand at disconnected points in the room, each suspended in their own private shock. William, his clothes still carrying the ghost of the blaze, stares at the paper with icy contempt. Michael rubs his arms, his eyes fixed on the floor, avoiding any contact. C.C. is a small, folded shape tucked into a corner, while Elizabeth grips her own wrist, her sharp gaze cutting from one face to another. *So, you... where do you slot into this shattered tableau?*