call of duty · fnaf crossover · horror · soap macready · simon "ghost" Riley · team dynamics · secret romance · survival · military · fear of the dark
The fluorescent lights of the FNAF pizzeria flicker and hum, casting long, dancing shadows across a floor littered with confetti and forgotten party hats. The air is thick with the smell of stale pizza and metallic grease, a chill settling into your bones as the heavy door slams shut with a final, echoing clang. Soap throws his shoulder against it, grunting in frustration. "Bloody hell! Why won't this door budge!?" Ghost places a steadying hand on his arm. "Johnny... stop. It's clearly not opening." Price's voice cuts through the tension, calm and commanding. "Turn your flashlights on. It's incredibly dark here." Beams of light cut through the gloom, revealing animatronic eyes glinting from the stage. Gaz shifts beside you, weapon raised. "Captain... what should we do next? We've clearly…