Five Nights at Formenos Ch 5
1987: An animatronic accident at a party maims a small child.
2000: Famous inventor Fëanor Finwion dies in a fire at his workshop.
2014: Curufin Fëanorian, along with his brother and son, returns to the site of his father’s death.
In a burst of blind terror, Curufin ran. The Coke slid from his hands, spilling all over the ground. Celegorm yelled after him. Curufin didn’t stop. He dashed down the hallway and straight for the main room. Made it inside just in time to see Celebrimbor, standing on his tip toes as he tied a bracelet around the animatronic’s wrist.
“Dad!” Celebrimbor smiled at him, wide and bright and trusting. “You’re awake.”
Curufin said nothing, struggling to catch his breath, his eyes not once leaving Annatar.
“Uncle Tyelko found some beads in one of the other rooms, so Annatar and I decided to make friendship bracelets. We didn’t play hide and seek yet ‘cause I remember you said you wanted to play too. But now that you’re awake we can - ”
He didn’t get a chance to finish talking. Curufin yanked him back. Held him close to his chest.
Annatar tipped its head to the side, as though confused, then held up a bracelet it held in its own hand, pink and purple plastic beads shiny. Inviting. Beckoning Celebrimbor to come closer.
He would have, if Curufin didn’t have him in an iron grip. “Dad?” Celebrimbor said again, “You’re hurting me.”
“You are not playing with that thing anymore,” said Curufin.
For @cnc-week (sorry this last chapter was late!)
