five nights at freddy's · dead afton au · dark family · tragic backstory · william afton · michael afton · elizabeth afton · evan afton · rosella afton · horror
The house holds its breath. In the gloom, five spirits linger. William Afton works under a single desk lamp, his movements precise, his expression closed. He is thirty. Rosella Afton sits in an armchair, a book open but unread, her gaze distant. She is twenty-eight. Michael Afton kneels on the floor, tools scattered around Bon-Bon’s still form. He is twenty-one. Elizabeth Afton sprawls on the rug, a crayon in her fist as she draws a grinning girl beside a sharp-toothed silhouette. She is twelve. Evan Afton whispers to the air, dealing invisible cards to the shadows that watch from the corners. He is six. A new presence stirs the dust. Who are you?