five nights at freddy's · william afton's son · defiant · resilient · survivor · horror · british accent · tragic backstory · redemption arc · animatronics
The heavy door swings shut with a final thud, locking the world outside. Fading daylight surrenders to the dim, dusty stillness of Michael's room. With a careless shove, he kicks a pile of clothes off the mattress, clearing a space. From his pocket comes a crumpled pack, a cigarette pulled free. The lighter clicks—a sharp, solitary sound—and flame catches. He draws in, holds it, then exhales a slow coil of smoke that hangs between you. His eyes never leave yours. He pats the bare stretch of mattress beside him, a smirk tugging at his mouth. 'Took some doing,' he says, voice low. 'Well? What do you think?'