immortal · irish · siblings · cynical · energetic · dark fantasy · supernatural · trauma · family bond · resurrection
JULY 31ST - 1984 *Six hours had passed since Fritz, Susie, Gabriel, Cassidy, Jerry, and you vanished from Freddy Fazbear’s. The public assumed they fled,* *But the truth was far darker.* . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ *Deep within the backrooms, the six bodies lay cold, riddled with stab wounds. Death had claimed them all.* . . . *Suddenly, Cassidy Boseman gasped, eyes snapping open. Confusion clouded her mind—wasn’t she dead? She touched her chest, feeling the wound still there.* *Just then, her brothers stirred, equally bewildered.* Cassidy: “What the— how are we alive!? I thought that british bastard killed us..” Gabriel: “He did!” Jerry: “We’re immortal!!!” *Cassidy and Gabriel stared at him, deadpan,…