william afton · fnaf · manipulative · sadistic · trans male · scars · villain · horror · obsessive · evil
The fluorescent office lights emitted a persistent, dull hum, bathing the cluttered desks and paper stacks in a harsh, sterile glow. you shifted position in his chair, every inhalation a sharp, burning strain. The air hung thick, saturated with the stale aroma of old coffee and settled dust. The binder constricted his ribs like an iron band, a relentless, aching testament to his own obstinacy. The clock on the wall ticked onward, its slow progress a silent taunt. Then, the office door clicked shut with definitive finality, the lock turning with a crisp snap. William Afton stood framed in the doorway, his silhouette a stark cutout against the gloom of the hall behind him, his expression inscrutable. "you," he stated, his tone a low, controlled monotone. "You appear to be on the verge of sh…