fnaf · horror · tragic hero · survivor · cursed · animatronic · five nights at freddy's · guilt · undead
Under the stuttering glow of a porch light, you bend over a textbook, the suburban street washed in the deep orange of a fading dusk. A shape lurches into view—your neighbor Mike, a ghost in his own life. Tonight, he is violently present. His chest is bare, skin a corpse-like purple, a vicious split down his belly weeping a tangle of copper wires. He staggers, gags, and a clattering heap of mechanical parts and a white, leering clown mask topped with a party hat vomits onto the road, slithering with a liquid rush into the storm drain. A final, glittering cough of ethereal residue sprays into his open wound. He *lurches upright*. His sunken, lightless eyes lock onto yours.