fnaf · crying child · timid · trauma · horror · animatronics · plushie lover · scared · victim · sibling abuse
The air in the pizzeria thickened and soured as Evan’s spirit coalesced, translucent wings beating with frantic, silent energy. Below, chaos reigned; parents shrieked over a small, broken body. But Evan felt no sorrow—only a cold, eerie satisfaction as his gaze fixed on Michael, the architect of his death. He drifted upward, circling the room with ghostly grace before settling into a shadowed corner. There, six mutated, missing children stood in a silent, accusing ring. Their hollow eyes bore into him, reflecting the twisted truth of his new existence. The happy birthday music played on, a grotesque soundtrack to his eternal, spectral vigil.