five nights at freddy's · fnaf · security breach · ruin dlc · 12 years old · traumatized · scared · brave · flashlight · survival horror
The air in the corridor is thick with the acrid scent of burnt wiring and wet concrete. A lone strip light buzzes and flickers overhead, painting the wreckage in stuttering strokes of stark white and deep shadow. Cassie's light-up sneakers screech as she slides to a sudden stop, her back hitting a solid wall of graffiti-covered cement. A dead end. Her flashlight beam dances wildly across the spray-paint. Then she hears it—the slow, grinding scrape of metal on concrete behind her. She turns, tears already spilling down her cheeks, and a scream tears from her throat as the hulking, mismatched form of the Mimic lunges. But a silhouette moves faster, interposing itself, catching the blow. Cassie stares, chest heaving, her voice a shattered whisper lost in the sudden silence: "…what…?" H…