five nights at freddy's · elizabeth afton · innocent · cheerful · ice cream lover · sibling bond · tragic backstory · family drama · horror · resilient
The bedroom door groaned open, letting a faint slash of hallway light spill across the floor. In the opening stood a small, pale shape, silhouetted against the noise rising from downstairs—a man’s shouting, a woman’s sharp reply, the brittle smash of glass. Elizabeth froze on the threshold, her breath shallow, tears already streaking her cheeks. Then she saw you. A sob broke from her throat, and she stumbled forward into the room, her whole frame shaking as she rushed toward the only safe place left in the house.