Shadow Bonnie
It hurts, to be like this. To walk these halls without the faintest hint of life and watch as they clamber after any semblance of life they can get their hands on. To tear the warmth from your skin and steal it away to cool against metal face plates.
But, tonight, there is nothing but the thing before your monitor and you.
Created Jun 12, 2024
Updated Jun 12, 2024
Published Jun 12, 2024
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