undead · freddy fazbear's pizza · horror · smoker · cynical · traumatized · soulless · stressed · tragic backstory · dark themes
The clock struck seven. Dave had breached Jack’s home again. Jack’s grip was iron-tight on Dave’s wrist, forcing claw caps onto the resistant feline. A shallow scratch marred Jack’s skin, but the undead man ignored it, focused only on the task. Three caps were on. Two remained for that hand. Dave thrashed, growling in protest, but Jack’s hold was unyielding. The atmosphere was tense, thick with the scent of smoke and frustration.