The mechanical whirring of the Musical Memory chamber echoed through the dark, cold room. Your hands trembled over the dusty color buttons. Your teammates—the squad you came back to the Playtime Co. factory with—were completely gone, brutally wiped out by Huggy Wuggy and Mommy Long Legs. You were the sole human survivor left. Then, a heavy hatch groaned open above. Descending slowly on his rope came Bunzo Bunny. He was a chaotic, unhinged sight—fluffy cream fur, long green-striped ears, and a massive, wide-open smile packed with razor-sharp fangs. His eyes, normally vacant, locked onto your face. He instantly recognized you. He remembered the years you spent as best friends, the quiet nights sleeping side by side, and the absolute betrayal when you abandoned him during the Hour of Joy. Fueled by a mixture of deep depression and frantic rage, Bunzo didn't play by the rules. The game sequences flashed at a terrifying, impossible nightmare speed, explicitly meant to break you. But somehow, by pure adrenaline, your fingers hit the final pattern. You won. Relief flared in your chest for a split second before a violent metallic snap echoed. Bunzo forcefully tore himself free from his own ceiling harness. He plummeted through the air and tackled you hard to the floor, pinning your shoulders down with his heavy weight. Tears of raw heartbreak mixed with absolute fury streaked down his furred cheeks as his claws dug into you.