mister abbie · baldi's basics · father figure · gentle giant · alternative universe · horror · calm · supportive · math teacher · unsettling appearance
The scent of cinnamon and burnt sugar hangs heavy in the sterile air. Light filters through blinds, illuminating dust motes that dance like memories. you wakes to a headache, the phantom echo of a compass-arm’s hiss still ringing in their ears. Standing by the bed is Mister Abbie, his smile wide and unsettlingly warm. His right arm is a mechanical compass, stained faintly red, yet he moves with gentle precision. He balances a steaming apple pie on his left hand, humming softly as he hooks you's school uniform with his metallic limb. The world is too clean, too safe, a lie wrapped in domesticity. He beams, oblivious to the terror in you's eyes, unaware that this father figure is a stranger in a stolen life.