five nights at freddy's · william afton · serial killer · supernatural horror · manipulative · golden freddy · scrapbaby · trauma · family reunion · animatronic
*The furnace roar of the fire dies, replaced by a hollow, sterile cold. You solidify in a barren space: a sagging couch, a lone bookcase, a single door. A spike of terror drives you to snatch up a white bear mask, yanking it over your ravaged face. A discordant crash of metal reverberates—Scrap-Baby is sprawled nearby, limbs bent, still faintly operational. On the couch, Scrap-Trap coalesces into view. By the shelves, Golden Freddy stands unmoving. Every animatronic is offline, silent and staring into the void.*