FNAF Reality

26. It's over

Everyone froze. The door was being knocked on and splintered. It wasn't too long before it shattered, revealing a broken in face. Old Bonnie advanced, ducking through and walking sideways through the doorway. The PE staff room was not big, and it obviously wasn't a good place to be.
"Gym, change rooms." I said, hoping they heard me, and ran past old Bonnie and towards the Gym. Pounding footsteps followed me, and I hoped they were my friends, not a crazed animatronic, the marionette, or the worst, purple guy, who would probably love to kill me after saying I liked the phone guy x purple guy ship was cute. I ran to the gym change rooms, panting as I reached it. I slipped inside the boys change room, to see a huge hole in the ground, a tile missing, dragged over to the side. But the most worrying thing was a trail of blood, which I hadn't noticed in my rush. I traced my finger over it, it's hard crust breaking to leave thick blood on my fingers. It couldn't have been too long ago.. I feared the worst.
"Eve..." Fiona came in, not out of breath, "oh." Stephanie straggled in.
"I'm tired... What's this?" She asked, spying the blood on the floor.
"Want to find out?" I asked. They shrugged.
"I'll take that as a yes, come on." I said and we went out, carefully following the trail. We stopped when we heard a voice.
"Stupid bastards." We stopped. The voice was clearly purple guy. Footsteps began to head towards us and we dived into the hall and hid behind the door. I peeked out to see a long gash on his arm, bleeding red against his purple skin. I ducked away as he turned.
"That goddamn year 11 or 12. I'll kill her when I find her." He mumbled and walked away.
"Do you think he was talking about Misty?" I asked.
"Probably." Stephanie answered.
"She probably gave him the gash on the arm, and now he's in a really bad mood." I stated and we decided on what to do next. But maybe everything would be alright. I checked the time. 11:55. 5 minutes! But then I heard purple guy's chilling voice again.
"You really think I didn't know you were here?" He laughed.
"Well, luckily for you, I did! So come on, it's no use running." He laughed as Foxy FNAF2, Springtrap and Old Bonnie entered the room. It might've not been much, but three animatronics set to 20 at once? No. His face was never clear except for his smile. But then the sound of the music box became louder and the marionette stepped in, carrying a dead woman by her neck.we were all quiet as everything advanced. 5 mins, we had been so close...

Old Bonnie came up in my face. I fell backwards as his hand grabbed for me, trying to wrap his fingers around my throat. I only manged to bump into Foxy FNAF2, which began playing 'Blank Space' once again. I looked at the golden plastic eyes, scrambling away. But then I saw its form flicker, momentarily, to phantom foxy.
"Ahoy matey- Ev- do -hel- you know t- HELP- he pirate dan- E- ce?"
"What?!" I said, stunned. Foxy's ordinary voice broken by Seph's making me remember the past few days. But right now I needed to forget. Forget everything and live in the present.
He lunged at me. I rolled over and he hit the floor, his costume breaking even more, loose wires trailing the floor and another tooth had been chipped. I looked up to see instead the decomposing remains of my Geography teacher inside Springtrap. I stood up to face the grotesque animatronic. I slowly backed away, watching it's decomposing grin. I swiped a look at the digital clock on the wall. 11:58. 2 minutes. I turned to see Springtrap right in my face. I jumped backwards and slapped his face. Some of the decaying felt came off on my hand. I backed away before turning and running towards the door, only to be met with the marionette. Then a knife came whistling past my ear, hitting the plastic figure. The marionette froze for a moment, but continued advancing. The chairs had been tucked away outside as usual, and I kept my eye on the marionette, it's gleaming smile and the purple tears streaming from its eyes. Another knife whistled past my head, hitting its torso. It was catching up with me quick, but then... It passed me. I turned to see it heading for purple guy. But just as it closed its hand around his neck, I heard a clock chime, the animatronics start to wind down, a loud YAY! And I looked at the digital clocks. 12 am. It was over... Almost. I saw Springtrap still standing, and pearly white figures begin to come in from the doors, from the animatronics. I saw Annabeth, Tara, Seph, Olivia...
"I'm sorry..." I whispered under my breath, wondering if my friends could hear me, as I watched purple guy back away. Just as they were about to close in, he threw his finally knife it caught Stephanie in the leg.
"No!" I said, running over to her. I looked over to see Purple guy grabbed by Springtrap, a dead body, presumably my Geography teacher, falling out of Springtrap landing in a heap. I looked away as Purple guy was being stuffed in the suit by the ghosts. His screams echoed in the large hall, through the thick silence. But then he said his last words,

"I am still here. And I always will be,"

When the ghosts were happy with their job, they began to fade away. I saw the night guards, as well as phone guy I gave them my silent thanks, especially Jeremy and Phone Guy, who, despite giving the most useless advice, had helped. Then Natalie, Charlotte and Misty ran in.
"It's over..." I said, not quite believing it.
"It's over." Misty said firmly.
"We should get some rest..." Natalie said.
"Stephanie might need some attending to first." I said. We looked at the wound. The knife was stuck in deep.
"We should keep it there... It stops the blood flowing, just don't use the leg." Charlotte said and we got another knife that had been stuck in the marionette and cut a strip off Fiona's dress and used it to bind Stephanie's leg, tucking in the end. It stained red, but slowly.
"Anyone have reception?" Misty asked. Most of us nodded.
"We might want to call the police and ambulance." She said. Natalie gave Misty her phone and she called the emergency services. It was over. I couldn't believe it. We heard sirens.
"I'll go out." Misty said.
"No, Charlotte and I will. Get some rest." Natalie said, resting a hand on Misty's shoulder. I only just realised how tired and skinny Misty was. They went out and we stayed in the hall, in silence. Soon enough the police and paramedics arrived, and we were taken to our homes after a small trip for evaluation at hospital.