My older brother Wade Barclay was hired at the beginning of summer of 1974 as a short order cook inside the establishment BON'S BURGERS, he and a group of 12 other cooks started witnessing the red flags around the place very early on. A week before the opening they were all called in for a training course, they were shown a colorful training film made by members of the BSI family, what they called the original team who founded the place. 















      -Wade on the first operating week.

Only Felix Kranken, business CEO showed up, Co-founder of the establishment Jack Walten was nowhere to be seen. Though the job seemed quite professional and the salary was top-notch, it was when Bon's opened when the cracks finally started showing.

WORKING AT BON'S:
When Bon's opened, the first week ran somewhat smoothly until the first birthday party, Susan Woodings, the lead technician had vanished  completely and it all went downhill from there. Mr. Kranken was visibly distraught and it seemed like he had started negletcing his own establishment, next thing the kitchen unit knew, they stopped recieving proper supplies, Kranken wouldn't answer any calls from the team and my brother and the rest of the cooks were completely on their own for the majority of Bon's short lived run. This lead to having to buy their own supplies last minute and numerous cooks straight up quitting, Wade recalls buying his own supply of fries out of his own pocket, though Mr. Kranken eventually paid him what he spent on them, it was a sour experience nonetheless given all the pressure during operating hours. The results ended up in very bad food, but they were doing the best they could under bad management.

Little did any of them know this was just the tip of the iceberg,  two more employees vanished shortly after the first disappearance, Charles Brook and Rosemary Peony Walten. When Wade clocked in for work at the end of July, he and the rest of the team were told to go home early, the next morning they were all paid off the company. But it didn't end there.

Wade knew about the rumours, about the tension between the BSI crew, he knew about a lot of bad stuff going on behind the scenes. Arguments overheard in locked rooms, ex-employees entering the place looking for the missing people. What Wade wanted most was to keep me & our family as far away from this company as possible, the rumours got stronger and stronger, missing employees killed inside the place, the company covering up information, the "Bunny Smiles Missing Reports" they called it.

In 1975 an opportunity came up for me to work at BSI, the company went through a massive expansion in the last year and it operated in a much bigger scale than before. Despite Wade's numerous protests I insisted on getting the job, I needed the money and I would be lying if I said there it also wasn't out of morbid curioisty. After insisting enough, Wade reluctantly put in a good word for me, which ultimately ended in me landing the job as Facility Caretaker 





I started working at BSI in the march of 1975 as a Facility Caretaker along with a man named Richard, I would work two weeks every month, Richard would work the remaining weeks of each month. When I got hired I drove to a building near the road called "Bunny Smiles Associates", it contained a big sign of a blue rabbit waving at employees, there were also plastic statues of the characters from the TV show "The Showstoppers" on the entry, the building was relatively big for what was a once small company making it's way to the top. Inside I was greeted with Mr. Kranken himself on an office filled with TVs playing the show and commercials of various merch and products they sell which were on display on glass shelves.
























Mr. Kranken looked nothing like Wade described, he struck me as a very visually disturbed man, constantly avoiding eye contact and trying to maintain a very poorly yet charismatic facade. He looked chubbier than in the photos you would see in magazines around town back when Bon's Burgers was just opening its doors and he'd constantly fidget with his hands as he spoke to me, I could see a small figurine of a gray rabbit on his desk that he wouldn't stop staring at while he talked.