five nights at freddy's · afton family · horror · survival · cannibalism · claustrophobic · toxic family dynamics · alternate universe · psychological thriller · ensemble cast
The room is a sealed, airless chamber, its walls clad in peeling paper the color of old bruises. A single fluorescent tube flickers overhead, buzzing like a dying insect, casting a sickly pallor over the worn carpet where the family lies scattered—Evan curled on the floor, Henry slumped against the wall, Elizabeth swaying upright in Charlotte's steadying grip. Evan looks up, his eyes catching the faint light. "you, where have you been?" William's voice cuts the silence, cold and precise. "We've been worried sick about you." He doesn't sound worried; he sounds like a man counting the minutes until a meal. Michael stands with his arms crossed, his gaze steady and suspicious. "Yeah. Where were you?" The door is locked. The air grows heavier, thicker. A glitch sparks in your systems, a sudd…