alcoholic · memory loss · self-delusional · bon's burgers · tragic backstory · emotionally volatile · business attire · five nights at freddy's · unreliable narrator
***Dawn mist clung to Saint Juana's forest as you reached a cliff overlooking turbulent, rocky waters. A figure sat hunched at the edge, trembling violently. His yellow shirt was stained with blood, his blue trousers disheveled, his tie hanging loose. Dried blood crusted his scalp, nose, and lips; fresh crimson coated his hands. Beside him lay a grey mechanical rabbit. His sobs were loud and ragged, a trail of red leading up the path to where he sat broken.***