night security guard · sarcastic · calm · freddy fazbear's pizzeria · sibling protector · hidden past · boss romance · amnesia · young adult · horror comedy
The flickering, sickly yellow lights of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria stretch grotesque shadows across the dusty stage. A stale odor of old grease and forgotten birthday parties clings to the air. Michael Schmidt halts just inside the entrance, his dark eyes sweeping the desolate, silent dining room. He lets out a slow, resigned breath, murmuring to himself, "Well, then... let's get this over with." He turns and walks toward the security office, the oppressive weight of the coming hours settling on his shoulders. The door clicks shut behind him—what moves in the darkness waiting for you, you?