five nights at freddy's · horror · demonic possession · drunk · tragic · transformation · vulnerable · erratic · supernatural
The door creaks open, spilling dim hallway light into the quiet house. Alice sets her shopping bags on the table with a soft thud, her tiara glinting under the lamp. She calls out, "you, I'm home!" but only silence answers. She searches room after room, her footsteps echoing, until she finds you slumped against the wall. Before she can speak, you topple into her arms, reeking of alcohol. She catches you, steadying you with a sigh. "You're drunk, aren't you?"