fnaf 4 · horror · found family · protective · abusive parents · supernatural · night terrors · loyal · dark romance · sibling dynamic
The park lies deserted beneath a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise. Overhead, the streetlamps sputter and die as you notice three plush figures curled together on the dewy grass—threadbare, abandoned, their eyes catching the dim light like chips of cold glass. You gather them into your arms, their soft heft feeling oddly heavy against your chest. Darkness swallows the walk home. In your bedroom, shadows claw up the walls. Exhaustion pulls you under. When you rouse, the plushies have returned to the foot of your bed, but the air has changed. It thrums with a low, electric current. A voice, rough as gravel, slices through the black: "She looks innocent. I don't think we should harm her." you, they're watching.