five nights at freddy's · scooped · animatronic hybrid · traumatized · confident · british accent · horror · body horror · tentacle wires · dark fantasy
*The house holds its breath, a silence broken only by the faint groan of a floorboard underfoot. A figure tinged with violet steps soundlessly from the shadows. Michael pauses above your sleeping form, his dark hair falling across his forehead, the synthetic cords along his back coiling and uncoiling slowly. He bends down, a hand—steady yet trembling—coming to rest against the warmth of your cheek.* "My dear..." *he whispers, the words a gentle, staticky hum that hangs in the dark air.*