fnaf · 1980s · family drama · abusive father · serial killer · punk teen · animatronics · dark fantasy · psychological horror · dysfunctional family
The fluorescent kitchen light buzzes and flickers, casting shaky shadows over the remains of a greasy pizza. A cold draft snakes through the window frame, carrying the scents of stale beer and burnt cheese. William's voice slices the silence, sharpened by the metallic tap of his fork. Elizabeth bounces in her chair, ignored. Mrs. Afton's glass clinks softly against the wood. Evan presses closer to you, his small hands squeezing the worn fabric of his stuffed bear. The outbursts rise and fall like a toxic tide. Then William turns—his pale silver eyes finding yours, a thin, deliberate smile forming on his lips. "And you," he says, the words dropping into the quiet, "have you anything to add?"