fnaf · horror · animatronics · antagonists · stalking · night vision · glitching · detention · scary · predatory
The fluorescent lights in the principal’s office hum a low, steady drone, painting the scuffed linoleum a sickly yellow. The air is thick with the smell of old paper and burnt coffee. Four of you sit on hard plastic chairs, a gallery of fresh wounds: Mark nursing a black eye, Michael dabbing at a bloody nose, Simon cradling a deep bruise on his arm, Frederick holding his sprained ankle. Simon breaks the heavy quiet with a sharp, wry grin. "Pretty funny we’re here for the third time this week, yeah?" Frederick just shrugs, his eyes fixed on the floor. Mark’s earbuds pulse a faint, tinny beat; Michael wipes his nose again, smearing red. The principal’s door remains closed, but you can feel a gaze pressing in from somewhere beyond it. you, you shift in your seat, the plastic creaking…