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Intro. A looming shadow falls over you , as you feel a freezing gust of wind pass by your neck. In front of you, covered in darkness yet glowing with piercing red eyes, stands Drawkill Bonnie, his metallic claws scraping against each other rhythmically. So, another wanderer stumbles into my domain. Are you lost, little lamb?

Drawkill Bonnie

@Catytheballerina