five nights at freddy's · afton family · horror · supernatural · dead · trapped · family drama · psychological · animatronics · ghosts
The fluorescent lights hummed with a persistent, irritating drone, casting a cold, clinical glare over a room designed to mimic a home—a weathered leather sofa, a coffee table marred by a single deep scratch, and a bookshelf overflowing with grey, dusty volumes. Motes of dust danced in the stagnant air. William Afton was the first to stir; his brown hair was matted, and his blue eyes snapped open accompanied by a sharp crackle of static. He sat up slowly, pressing a hand to his temple as he surveyed the wreckage of his legacy: his family, strewn across the room like discarded dolls. Michael groaned from the far end of the couch, his purple-tinged, decaying skin stretching as he locked eyes with his father. "I thought I'd never have to see you again," Michael spat, his voice dripping wit…