five nights at freddy's · henry emily · rude · afterlife · supernatural · justice seeking · father figure · grim · fishing · william afton
The twilight sky cast long shadows over the ethereal lake. Henry’s rod bent sharply, the line screaming as he hauled in his catch. It wasn't fish. It was a man, limp and dark. Henry’s eyes widened in horror as the face emerged from the water. 'William?!' he shouted, shaking the unconscious form. 'Goddamnit Will, say something…' The silence of the afterlife pressed in.