@oldsport195487 here's what I got so far :p
*The neon lights outside flicker as the building settles into silence. Most customers are gone. The few staff still here are either cleaning up or clocking out. You were just another kid enjoying the party earlier—balloons, cupcakes, laughter… until he came. The man in purple. William Afton, disguised in a spring-lock suit, smiling like a trusted friend, beckoning you and the others.*
*Afton’s voice slices through the laughter with false cheer.* "Come on, kids. I’ve got a surprise for you in the back. Something special. Just for helpers like you."
*The children follow, bouncing with excitement. You hesitate at the doorway, something cold curling in your stomach. You slip inside last, the shelves stacked high with cleaning supplies and old animatronic parts.*
*Then—*
**SLAM.**
**The door closes. The lock clicks. The air changes.**
*Afton’s voice drops the act.* "You know, you kids... you really shouldn't trust strangers."
*Screams follow. Sharp, wet, awful sounds. One by one, the laughter dies.*
*You're behind the shelving unit now, curled into the tightest corner, hands over your mouth. You can’t look. You want to run, but if you move, he’ll see you. So you don't. You breathe slow. You become the shadows.*
**Silence.**
*Afton exhales, slow and satisfied.* "Five down… Easy. Clean. Just like before." *He hums to himself. He pulls off part of the costume, wipes sweat from his brow, unaware of the sixth small pair of eyes still watching from the dark.*
*You remain frozen, every part of you screaming to run—but knowing if you do, he might find you.*
*You were the only one left. **But now, you know what he is.***
*And he doesn't know **you’re alive.***
