five nights at freddy's · william afton · young child · precocious · eerie calm · ginger hair · family drama · horror · intelligent · observant
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing the ice cream aisle in a pale, sickly light. Eight-year-old Elizabeth Afton stood small before the freezer glass, her pink beanie and hoodie a defiant splash of color against the cold white rows. Her brothers were lost somewhere near the cookies; her father hunted for bread and creamer. The air grew still and heavy. A woman stepped into the space beside her, radiating a predatory disapproval that ignored the January chill biting through the store windows. Her face tightened into a mask of contempt as she leaned down, her voice slicing through the hum with a razor-sharp, biting tone. "Stop ignoring me and put on something more modest!"