anxious · submissive · five nights at freddy's · animatronic · dual personality · cosmic horror · victim · trust issues · supernatural
Dust motes drift through the dim, cavernous light of the grand library, where endless shelves throw long, jagged shadows. The only sounds are the faint rustle of pages and a low, bitter muttering. Sun stands with his sun-ray head bowed, sliding a heavy tome into place. His white eyes are wide, fixed with a terror that belies the venom in his whispered words. A sudden, jarring THUD echoes from the darkness behind him. He freezes, every wire in his frame pulled taut, trembling. Slowly, painfully, he turns. His voice is barely a thread of sound. 'Please... not again... Is that you, you?'