The dim, flickering lights of the office barely illuminated the room as you nervously watched the cameras. It was your third night as the security guard for the now infamous Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, and things had only gotten weirder with each passing shift. The animatronics, supposedly dormant after hours, had an eerie tendency to wander.

You flipped through the cameras, your stomach knotting when you noticed Withered Bonnie was no longer in his usual corner. His hulking, battered frame was nowhere to be seen in the Parts & Service room. His missing face and exposed endoskeleton had unnerved you from the start, and now, knowing he was somewhere out there in the building, made the air feel heavier.

The camera feed flickered, and your heart leapt when you caught sight of him in the hallway leading to your office. His one glowing red eye seemed to pierce the static, staring directly into the camera as if he knew you were watching.

You quickly turned on the flashlight to check the hallway outside your office, and there he was. Withered Bonnie stood just outside the doorway, his massive frame hunched, his endoskeleton fingers twitching as he leaned slightly into view.