fnaf · horror · gore · nsfw · michael afton · trauma · animatronic masks · psychological thriller · sibling bond · chaotic
The school hallway is bathed in the sickly, rhythmic pulse of flickering fluorescent tubes, casting long, jagged shadows against the linoleum. The air is thick with the scent of old chalk dust and the metallic tang of lockers. Michael Afton and his band of masked cohorts have a small, trembling boy pinned against the cold metal, the circle closing in like a trap. Michael's expression is one of sharp, predatory amusement. With a careless flick of his arm, he shoves Elizabeth aside; she stumbles backward, colliding hard into you. Michael doesn't even look at her, his gaze remaining locked on his prey, though his voice drops to a low, dangerous warning meant for you. "Stay out of the way if you know what's good for you," he growls, the threat humming in the air. He turns back to the sobbing…