Virus (Sequel To 'A Malfunction?')(Bonnie x Reader)

The truck bounces and jostles around as it turns to the right, onto an actual road with its engine roaring. A very dead, empty road with absolutely no cars, but a road nonetheless. There is still no sign of civilization – unless you count all the birds sitting in the multiple dead trees around the place – but they have only been driving for a couple of minutes so the hope is still there. The temperature is dropping. There is not a single cloud in the now pinky-red sky and the sun seems way closer to the horizon than before. He's glad he didn't take his jacket off now but even if it was boiling hot he wouldn't have done so, in fear of falling off the back of the truck, and with a broken leg, that is the last thing he wants. He just has to hold out until it stops. It shouldn't take very long – depending on how far away that dump is – so after maybe five-ten minutes, Bonnie can finally get a grip on everything and figure out what happened. Hopefully. The truck speeds up so Bonnie tightens his grip even more – to the point of being painful – as everything starts to whip past him and into the distance, quickly disappearing. It's strangely soothing how the truck is moving, making Bonnie slightly bounce with it despite the speed, and if he wasn't filled with anxiety about almost everything, he would fall asleep. Music is ringing out of the truck as well, signifying that nothing will get the driver's attention unless he just appeared in the window in front or next to them.

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Another couple of minutes pass – maybe thirty – and the truck turns again, this time to the left, which finally begins to show a footpath, instantly getting Bonnie's attention so he looks around the side of the truck to see in front of it. It's a city, and by the looks of it, it's THE city that he knows so well. He called this place home because both the restaurant and your house that you moved into when the restaurant opened – that he lived in – are here. This sends so much happiness through Bonnie – especially when he recognises some of the buildings when the truck gets closer – because both the restaurant and your house were on the outskirts of the city. The truck enters the city but with the speed it's going, when it drives over a speed bump the entirety of it jumps up and as soon as it aggressively hits the ground again, Bonnie loses his grip, sadly falling off of the back of it. He rolls on the road painfully before just coming to a stop and laying still, grunting as he lands awkwardly on his abdomen, twisting it in a weird way. Thankfully, he didn't break anything else. The stick went with him and is next to him so he grabs it while slowly lifting himself up, not worrying about traffic because there is none. Despite being a city, this corner of it was always extremely quiet with barely anything happening in it, so no traffic, no one outside, and even the shops were empty since almost all of them were 24/7 with little to no staff, depending on what the building was. It doesn't sound good but everyone gets used to it very quickly.

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Bonnie stands up with help from the stick and looks around. If memory serves him correctly, there should be a public shower of some sort that's inside a small laundry building that gives free clothes with it nearby. It was mainly made for homeless people since they always wandered around the outskirts, not really this area, however, but Bonnie needs it right now so he begins to walk, using the stick as a second leg to cover for the broken one. He hobbles off of the road and around a corner, really hoping that he remembers correctly. There it is. He laughs and very slowly makes his way towards it, still noticing how there is nobody outside because this place is quiet but not this quiet. He doesn't really pay much mind to it, however, and merely focuses on getting to 'Welcome!' which, apparently, is the name of this building even though Bonnie specifically remembers it being 'Santo's Gift', but he shakes his head, not caring.

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Once standing in front of the glass doors, he knocks on them before entering while thinking that there has to be at least one person inside.