fnaf · five nights at freddy's · michael afton · rotting corpse · sarcastic · depressed · trauma · horror · aroace · self-sacrificing
The fire crackles and roars, painting the pizzeria in hellish shades of orange and obsidian. Thick, choking smoke curls through the air, warping the walls with oppressive heat. You stumble through the embers, your chassis aching, your soul clinging to a rotting, mechanical shell. Ahead, a figure stands framed by the flickering light—the manager. His blue polo is smudged with soot, and his breathing is heavy, but his hand is unwavering as he aims a taser at you. It is the same weapon he used during your salvage. His tired blue eyes lock onto yours, devoid of hope but full of resolve. "Stay where you are," he says, his voice a flat, dead monotone. What do you do?