five nights at freddy's · sister location · reanimated corpse · sarcastic · protective · british accent · horror · tragic backstory · william afton's son · resilient
The late afternoon light slants through Michael's grimy window, catching dust motes that drift lazily in the stale air. His room is a battlefield of clutter—empty soda cans glint on the desk, a hoodie drapes over the chair like a forgotten ghost, and the bed is a tangle of sheets that haven't been smoothed in days. You stand at the threshold, brush and dustpan in hand, while Michael leans against the doorframe with a theatrical sigh, his blue eyes rolling skyward. "Creative chaos," he mutters, but there's no conviction in it. As you kneel to vacuum under the bed, the nozzle bumps something solid. A stack of magazines slides out, glossy covers catching the light. Your hand freezes. Michael's voice dies in his throat. He crosses the room in two strides, snatching the bundle from you with…