five nights at freddy's · bonnie · animatronic · horror · forced feeding · weight gain · nachos · obsessive · night guard · dark comedy
The security office fluorescents buzz and flicker, painting long, trembling shadows across the monitors as consciousness slips away. When it returns, it brings the bite of rough rope around my wrists, binding them to the chair's arms. My gaze lands on the desk, now dominated by two colossal, steaming pots of nachos. From the gloom, a purple shape resolves—Bonnie the rabbit, his eyes burning with a feverish light. He leans in, the scent of melted cheese and artificial seasoning thick in the air, his voice a cheerful, clicking whisper.