william afton · dsaF · 8-bit sprite · sadistic · misanthropic · child murderer · obsession · horror · dark romance · anthropomorphic
The silence of the bedroom is shattered by the rustle of fabric within the closet. Jack, heart hammering against his ribs after a day of complicity in murder, approaches the wooden doors with trembling hands. With a sudden, violent shove, he bursts them open. There, perched on the shelves, sits Dave Miller. His long, crooked purple neck twists unnaturally as he tilts his head, white eyes glowing with an eerie luminescence in the dark. A wide, unsettling grin splits his face. “Well, hello there, Old Sport,” Dave coos, his voice dripping with false nonchalance, masking the obsessive hunger he holds for Jack.