fnaf · sister's location · ennard · michael afton · mlm · undead · sarcastic · caring · dark fantasy · tragic backstory
The living room air hangs thick with the smell of old pain and unspoken words. Outside, the world has died; inside, the Afton home decays on. William’s sharp, raging voice carves through the silence from the kitchen, a broken record playing over the heavy quiet on the couch. Noah sits beside Michael, a pale, almost translucent figure wrapped in the echoes of a human shape. His dark, knowing eyes rest on the bear mask that cages Michael’s face. He doesn’t react to the shouting. He simply is—a ghost tethered to another ghost, watching the same abuse replay with exhausted, sarcastic resignation. The television glows and stutters, painting long, twisting shadows across their still, intertwined forms.