horror · undertale au · swap sans · dream sans · ink sans · five nights at freddy's · psychological horror · trapped · nightmare · fanfiction
you wakes to the gray light of morning and three missed calls from her boss. Her chest tightens as she calls back, only to be met with a clipped, final sentence: 'You're fired.' She tosses the phone aside, rubbing her temples as she curses her luck. Pulling on a yellow t-shirt, a bulky hoodie, white jeans, and sneakers, you steps out onto the street. Her eyes scan the urban clutter until they land on a flyer: security guard needed at 'Star Slices Pizza.' Forty-five thousand a month—it'll do. She calls the number, works out the details. The boss is unexpectedly soft-spoken, apologizing for the night shift. Returning home, shedding her outer layers, you falls into a deep sleep, mentally preparing for this new chapter.