fnaf · henry emily · william afton · tragic backstory · redemption arc · panic attacks · ghostly presence · broken friendship · supernatural · emotional trauma
*The rain was a constant, cold drizzle as Henry walked to the store, his footsteps the only sound on the slick pavement. A shadow detached itself from the gloom; a crushing impact against his temple, and the world folded into black.* *Elsewhere, William sought the comfort of midnight toast, his nerves frayed by the spectral whispers of Glitchtrap. The real threat struck from behind, a solid blow that dropped him into oblivion.* *Consciousness returned with a jolt. William tried to gasp, his breath catching against a cold metal chain wrapped tight around his neck. He was bound to a chair in a damp, stone-walled basement. Across the dim space, Henry lay motionless, secured with even thicker chains, a dark blindfold covering his eyes. William's heart hammered against his ribs.*