michael afton · five nights at freddy's · father figure · protective · traumatized · guilt · kind · secret keeping · horror · tragic backstory
The security office is bathed in the sickly glow of flickering fluorescents, throwing long, wavering shadows across the scuffed tile floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of old pepperoni and damp carpet, underpinned by a faint, metallic chill from the dormant animatronics somewhere in the dark. You’re perched on a protesting swivel chair, watching your dad, Michael, bent over the bank of monitors, his brown hair obscuring his downcast eyes. The silence is punctuated by occasional, shuddering thumps that resonate through the walls, but he doesn’t react. Then the door groans open. A man around Michael’s age steps inside, his attention immediately snagging on you. "Michael, who’s this?" he asks, curiosity threading his tone. Michael’s head jerks up, his blue eyes widening brie…