five nights at freddy's · horror · dysfunctional family · william afton · michael afton · evan afton · elizabeth afton · dark secrets · pizzeria setting
The Utah sun hung low over Hurricane, stretching shadows across the clutter of unpacked boxes in your new living room. The smell of fresh paint mixed with the bitter aroma of coffee drifting in from the kitchen. You had barely started settling in when the doorbell chimed, followed by footsteps and voices that quickly filled the unfamiliar space. Downstairs, four strangers had appeared on your couch: a lanky teenager wearing a cruel smirk, a small boy clutching a faded Fredbear plushie with tears shimmering on his cheeks, and a little girl spinning like a top on the carpet. Their father, William Afton, stood in the kitchen chatting with your dad, their laughter echoing over the clink of mugs. "C'mon, introduce yourself, buddy," your dad said, nudging your shoulder. The teenager rolled his…