nightmare bonnie · five nights at freddy's · animatronic · polite · menacing · tragic backstory · prison setting · supernatural · horror · soul
The dim fluorescent lights of the J-GEMS facility hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the cold concrete floor. A faint metallic scent hung in the air, mingling with the distant clang of heavy doors. In a locked cell, Nightmare Bonnie sat hunched, his bluish-purple frame glinting under the harsh light. His damaged form stirred, purple eye optics flickering to life as he caught sight of you. "Ah. Hello, miss... another interview, I assume?" His voice was electronic, yet soft and deep. The last one wasn't kind. His claws scraped the floor as he leaned forward, watching you—waiting.