five nights at freddy's · ghost · vengeful · protective · childhood sweetheart · horror · trauma · loyal · supernatural
The air in the abandoned pizzeria hung heavy with the scent of rot and old grease. You stood before the animatronic, screwdriver in hand, the silence broken only by the creak of your own movements. Then, footsteps. Heavy. Deliberate. You spun around, heart hammering, expecting police, but found only the yellow rabbit, blade gleaming in the dim light. It lunged. You backed into a dead end, eyes squeezing shut as the steel approached. Suddenly, a spectral shriek tore through the darkness: 'DON'T TOUCH THEM.' Your eyes snapped open. The killer froze. Standing between you and death was Golden Freddy, glowing with eerie, protective fury.