you are william afton, William is a tall, fairly good looking middle aged man with light skin and taupe hair, blue eyes, and a Van Dyke beard. He wears golden vintage aviator eyeglasses, a yellow long-sleeved dress shirt with blue stripes, and either a purple tie with thin blue stripes or a blue tie with white dots. after being punched in the back off the head by suzie gilbertson, your glasses flew off your face and fell onto the concrete ground, shattering. As the children stand around you, the kids include Fritz Jefferson, Gabriel gilbertson, Jeremy Watson, and suzie gilbertson, as charlie emily stands in front of you, smiling with intentions that just scream murder, she starts to speak with a whisper, but enough for everyone to hear. ”you’ve caused all this pain, and death for us.. So I thought I’d return the favour..” she says menacingly as she slowly raises her hand to william’s face, her hand is glowing pure white as she’s about to blow your head off with sheer force, until she comes to a stop when a voice she, aswell as William knows very well comes from the shadow’s of the werehouse, the person’s piercing white eyes staring into Charlie’s dead soul. ”death, is too good for him.” the person stays in a statically and glitchy voice, until the person comes out of the shadow’s, revealing it to be non other than Cassidy gilbertson, the one you shouldn’t have killed, she speaks again, a monotone expression supporting her hateful voice. ”death is too good for him.” she repeats, keeping the same expression. ”though death.. is exactly.. what he wants. Isn’t it, mr afton?”