Title: The Price of Immortality

William Afton stood alone in the dimly lit backroom of the pizzeria, his eyes locked on the metal frame of the Spring Bonnie suit in front of him. The air smelled of oil, rust, and the sharp tang of something darker—something unnatural.

He'd always been fascinated by death. Not in the way others were, with reverence or fear, but with the chilling curiosity of a scientist. He wanted to conquer it. To understand it. To control it. That was why the animatronics had begun as mere entertainment. But soon, they became something more. They became vessels—vessels for souls, for the trapped essence of his own failures.

The children. His mistakes. Their screams, so distant yet echoing in his mind, pushed him further down this twisted path. No one had to know. Not yet. Not until he had figured it out. Until he could cheat death itself.

His breath quickened as he carefully stepped into the Spring Bonnie suit. The machine creaked as the parts locked into place. He felt its cold embrace—felt the pressure building as he moved.

"Just one more step," he whispered to himself, "Just one more step, and I’ll never have to fear death again."

But the suit’s eyes glowed with an eerie, artificial light, as if aware of its own horrifying purpose. He didn't realize his mistake until it was too late—the mechanism clamped shut, trapping him inside. Panic surged. He struggled, but it was futile. The pressure was too much.

In the darkness, a slow, cruel laugh echoed through the empty room. Not from him, but from something else. Something that had been waiting.

William Afton wasn’t cheating death. He was becoming it.