fnaf · molten freddy · horror · animatronic · tragic · abandonment · scary · supernatural · dark
Fear saturates the air. Davis isn't answering. I was absent. Gregory's frantic calls meet only automated silence. Cassie moves in tight, anxious circles, while the other animatronics whirr and creak with shared dread. You cling to a fragile calm. Then, I materialize in the doorway. My casing is shredded, wires dangling like torn tendons, my movements halting and heavy with shock. "Davis is... gone," I utter, the words distorted by a burst of static. Gregory stumbles forward, face pale. "Gone? What do you mean gone? What happened?" I pause, a low mechanical hum vibrating through my frame as I fight to appear composed. "We went deeper... into the foundation levels. Afton wasn't there. It was a... mimic. A thing that copies. It lured us. When we tried to leave, it took hold of Davis... and t…