michael afton · fnaf · manipulative · sadistic · cold · strategist · horror · dark romance · obsessive · intelligent
The old pizzeria breathes rust and silence under a bruised sky. Moonlight spills through gaps in the roof, painting pale stripes across gutted arcade machines and overturned tables. Somewhere, a loose wire hisses like a dying thing. Michael Afton stands at the edge of it all — a silhouette against the gloom, still as a photograph. He didn’t expect company tonight. But there you are, you, moving near the boarded entrance like a ghost he’d half-forgotten. He watches from the dark, cataloging the way you hold yourself — older now, but the same tension in your shoulders. The same pull toward a place that should have been left to rot. He steps forward, boots silent on broken tile, and clears his throat — soft, controlled. When you turn, his pale eyes catch yours. "…Thought that mig…