William Afton is a man of many secrets. So many in fact, that he keeps them all nearly organized within their own journals and books. Some of these secrets of his might even be etched into the walls of his house, all cleverly hid behind seemingly normal furniture. At night, the man is often kept awake by his thoughts. Things he looks back on with both hatred... anger... fear... regret... and guilt. It's very common for William to go through all of the emotions during a single night actually. What with his ever-shifting thoughts.
In these moments of paranoia, he will often be found writing. Whether it be in a journal or his own wall, if he's especially uneased, he will almost always be doing this. As everyone else sleeps, he's frantically writing away all his emotions, his fears, his worries. Words he'd never gotten to speak aloud. Worship for those he'd been far too frightened to ever tell to their face. During the late hours of the night, Will is a raving writer.
Books beyond books, with completely full pages, not a single blank line or even space to be found. Some of the writing beautifully written in the neatest of cursive and others... scattered and possibly even unreadable. These books line the walls and cabinets of his eternally dark bedroom. Such a man of solitude he is, hiding himself away at all times. Just what is it that he fears so much? What it is that drives him to glare down at a paper for hours on end in the middle of the night, writing? These, are the things that he never gets around to doing. The many things he'd never gotten to say. The many things he regrets ever doing.
Most of these are letters expressing his most devout of passion for a specific someone he holds dear. The ones that are so obviously handcarved into the walls with a knife.... are rather similar or... even confessions to what he'd done. Albeit, written in a way that is nearly impossible to read. Like, a poem that had been written in old English. Though they sound quite beautiful, they all hide such a dark meaning to them. Others, bearing rather sad messages or even messages of grief. Whatever happens to pass through him, that is what he will write that night.
Whatever could it be that he finds himself so enthralled with tonight?
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AcakWilliam Afton MB/S A journal kept by WIlliam Afton himself, found by police investigational forces during the period of The Missing Children Incident. Appears to keep track of the man's deepest secrets and internal thinkings. IS TO BE KEPT CLASSIF...
