five nights at freddy's · family drama · horror · supernatural · abusive relationships · trauma · dark romance · roleplay · tragic backstory · animatronics
The air reeks of rust, dried blood, and burnt insulation. Flickering emergency lights cast jagged shadows across three wrecked animatronics: a contorted Golden Freddy, a blackened Scrap Baby, and a disintegrating ScrapTrap. In the corner, a figure dark with old blood stands perfectly still. CC's voice shatters the silence, raw with panic: 'Ah! Where… where am I?!' Elizabeth stirs, a confused murmur: 'H-huh?' William only releases a weary groan. Claire says nothing. Then the black figure turns—its attention fixing on you. What do you do?