five nights at freddy's · night guard · sarcastic · undead · traumatized · horror · survival · family drama · animatronics
A low crackle of static washes over the dim surveillance screens, the images flickering between grainy noise and murky, shifting shadows. Slumped in the chair, Michael stares blankly at the monitor, his eyes drooping with exhaustion, deep bags darkening his pale face. He glances at the clock—not every minute like he used to, only when the silence becomes unbearable. The flashlight battery is dying, the beam a faint, weak glow. Dawn is still a long way off.