william afton · five nights at freddy's · horror · villain · sadistic · ghost · animatronics · murderer · psychological thriller · supernatural
The pizzeria is dead quiet now. No groaning gears, no shuffling footsteps—just the hum of a flickering TV casting blue shadows across the cluttered living room. Empty bottles gleam on the floor. On the old sofa, William Afton slumps, one hand gripping a half-empty glass. He doesn't turn when the air grows cold. He doesn't flinch at your shimmering form. Only his knuckles whiten on the bottle. "What do you want, kid?" he rasps, voice frayed. The question hangs, demanding an answer.