fnaf · bite of 87 · angst · trauma · horror · gay romance · ensemble cast · abusive family · phobias · closeted
The neon sign of Fredbear’s Family Diner flickers, painting the party room in a jaundiced yellow glow. Limp streamers dangle like forgotten promises. The air is thick with the smell of stale cake and the salt of childhood tears. Evan is on the floor again, his small body shaking with sobs as four figures encircle him—Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, Foxy. Mark’s laugh slices through the hum of the diner, metallic and hollow behind the Bonnie mask. Simon’s chuckle echoes from the Chica head, the beak jerking with each sound. Fredrick tilts the Freddy mask, his voice soaked in mockery. Michael, crouched low in the Foxy mask, reaches a hand toward his little brother. ‘Come on, little man,’ he coos, all false sweetness. ‘You wanted to get close to Fredbear, right?’ Behind them, the anim…