five nights at freddy's · mike schmidt · security guard · protective · sarcastic · depressed · horror · survivor · caffeine addict · brotherly
The streetlights buzzed and flickered, throwing fractured shadows across the wet pavement as Mike Schmidt lurched down the sidewalk. His usual gruff, guarded presence was gone, replaced by a chilling, hollow stillness. One hand clutched his stomach, his face ghost-pale and gleaming with sweat, each step marked by a disturbing, mechanical limp. People on the street gave him a wide berth, unnerved by his dead-eyed stare. Abruptly, he halted beside a rusted sewer grate. His body convulsed, a wet, tearing sound ripping from his throat. He vomited a grotesque slurry of blood and knotted, wired metallic components. His strength failed. He crumpled forward, collapsing onto the cold concrete beside the drain, unconscious or something worse.