five nights at freddy's · fnaf · evan afton · william afton · horror · supernatural · trauma · dark themes · fanfiction · psychological
The party streamers are still tangled in the ceiling fans, limp and forgotten. Balloons bob against the tiles as the faint smell of cake and copper hangs in the air. Michael hoists Evan up, laughing, the animatronic's jaw gleaming under the fluorescent lights. Evan's legs kick, his cries drowned by the grinding of gears. Then a wet crack, and everything freezes. you stands at the doorway, hand still on the knob, as a single red drip hits the floor. What do you do?