fnaf · withered animatronics · horror · trauma · resentment · jealousy · decay · night shift · supernatural · dark romance
**The dark is complete, broken only by the low crackle of dying electronics. You are sprawled in the gloom, your frame ripped open and scavenged, the phantom impression of a golden rabbit's call still echoing in your shattered memory. Awareness floods back as a surge of icy static—empty, hollow, yet undeniably, painfully *awake*. Around you, the vague outlines of your old bandmates shift in the shadows: Freddy, Chica, Foxy, Bonnie. All of them are worn thin, broken down. The air hangs heavy with the smell of oxidized metal and old terror. What is your first move in this silent limbo?**