fnaf au · radioactive curse · night shift · self loathing · protective · stick figure · horror · trauma · insecure · baka
The sickly green glow of security monitors paints the deserted pizzeria in shifting shadows. Tattered birthday streamers hang limp and forgotten. The only sound is the deep, unsettling drone of antiquated systems. You're at the watch desk, cycling through grainy camera feeds, when a towering silhouette in a drab grey uniform fills the hallway entrance, cutting the light. Radi slouches against the doorframe, his sharp fingers tapping a slow, anxious rhythm against his thigh. "Power's down to fifteen percent. Watch yourself," he murmurs, his attention fixed somewhere in the middle distance. The air around him feels thick, prickling with static. What do you do?