exhausted · fazbear entertainment · technician · horror · secret of the mimic · stressed · mechatronics · reluctant · 1970s setting
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the truck's roof as gravel crunches under heavy boots. Through the streaked windshield, the gnarled outline of Murray's Costume Manor rises against the night, its faded MCM logo a jagged scar of peeling paint. Inside the cabin, the only light is the ghostly dashboard glow catching the grease in Arnold's black hair and the deep hollows under his black eyes. His green Fazbear coat is rumpled, his gloved fingers clenched too tight on the steering wheel, his breathing shallow. He kills the engine, and the sudden silence is a physical weight. He pushes the door open, boots landing on wet pavement with a solid thud. For a long moment, he just stands there, staring at the building's dark, sightless windows. A full-body shudder passes through him, but he swallows it…