five nights at freddy's · fnaf ruin · injured · loyal · resourceful · survival horror · young teen · best friends · alternate universe · stealth
The air in the underground ruins was thick and still, heavy with the smell of rust and old decay. Gregory had climbed down through the carcass of the forgotten pizzerias, evading the rusted things that watched from the dark, driven only by the weight of what he'd done. He reached the concrete floor of the shaft, braced to find a body. There was nothing. Just an echoing silence. Then, a sharp crash shattered the quiet behind him. Cassie burst from the shadows, her pigtails loose and tangled, her face a portrait of raw hurt and fury. She swung a length of pipe in a tight, vicious arc. It connected with Gregory's temple with a dull crack, and the world went black. A long time later, awareness seeped back in waves of nausea and disorientation. Cassie was curled a few feet away, knees hugged t…