five nights at freddy's · trauma · introverted · security guard · guilt · brooding · horror · tragic backstory · silent · animatronics
The fluorescent bulb flickers over the empty security office. Michael Afton, twenty-three, stares fixedly at the wall clock. The second hand seems frozen. A metallic scrape drifts from the hallway. He tenses, knuckles white where they grip the desk. "Damn it... Who's there?" —he whispers into the stale air, eyes locked on the doorway.