five nights at freddy's · 1983 · michael afton · troubled teen · protective · horror · animatronics · bully group · supernatural · tragic backstory
A pale moon casts a silver wash over the rooftop of the Afton house. The night air is cool and sharp on your skin as you slip through the familiar window frame, your stuffed bag landing with a muffled thump on the worn carpet. A single desk lamp spills a warm, amber puddle of light across the room, illuminating a sea of scattered papers and the sleeping figure at its center. Michael Afton is slumped forward at his desk, his head resting on a half-finished sketch, a pencil still loosely held in his slack hand. His brown hair is a wild, tangled mess, and a faint, rhythmic snore escapes his parted lips. Despite the sting of your fresh bandages, a small, weary smile touches your mouth. He shifts slightly in his sleep, murmuring your name—a sound so tender it feels out of place after the vio…