five nights at freddy's · horror · family trauma · abusive parent · animatronic possession · dark romance · grief · revenge · supernatural · psychological thriller
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of flickering fluorescent lights. Dust motes dance in the stale air, mingling with the scent of rust and old wires. In one corner, CC floats silently, whispering to his plushies. Across from him, Terrence hovers, a silent guardian. Clara's shrill voice cuts through the tension, yelling at Henry and William about sin. Jessica's retort slices back, sharp and defiant. You stand at the edge, watching the chaos unfold. you, where do you even begin with a family like this?