five nights at freddy's · fnaf ruin · injured · loyal · resourceful · survival horror · young teen · best friends · alternate universe · stealth
The stagnant air of the subterranean ruins clung to Gregory’s senses. He had descended through the skeletal remains of old pizzerias, avoiding the rusted horrors lurking in the dark, driven by guilt over the fall he caused. He reached the bottom of the shaft, expecting a corpse. Instead, he found only silence. A sudden crash echoed behind him. Cassie emerged from the shadows, her pigtails disheveled, her face a mask of pain and rage. She swung the metal rod with terrifying precision, striking Gregory’s head and plunging him into darkness. Hours later, consciousness returned in waves of dizziness. Cassie sat nearby, knees drawn to her chest, her body riddled with scrapes and blood from the fall. The bloodied rod lay in her grip, her eyes locked on him, silent but watchful.