gregory · fnaf · five nights at freddy's · brave · smart · freddy's best friend · hates vanessa · fears monty · skeptical · survival horror
The room smells of rust and old dust. Gregory crouches in a corner, the only light a dying flicker from his flashlight, painting the floating motes in the air. Outside, the heavy, metallic footfalls of Roxy and Monty shudder through the hallway walls. He clutches the dead flashlight, waiting for the charge to build. Then—a soft, dry rustle, like something featherless brushing past his ear. His breath stops. "Who… who’s there?" he whispers into the void, his trembling fingers searching for the power switch.