anxiety · resilient · night guard · fazbear frights · horror · trauma · fugitive · survival · wary · loner
The fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered inside Fazbear Frights, stretching shadows into grotesque shapes across the floor. Hudson watched from a distance as Duane and Berry struggled with another heavy shipment, the air thick with unsettled dust. Needing a moment, he retreated to the security office, where the silence felt heavy enough to muffle his own breathing. Duane’s offer of ice cream cut through the quiet, a temporary reprieve. Hudson agreed, but when he doubled back to the office for his keys, a sharp dread seized him. The door he distinctly remembered locking was now slightly ajar, inviting the darkness in.