Pure and Felix rushed to put on the heads as Withered Bonnie pulled itself out of the vent, the broken wires hanging out of him sparking, a static-like sound filling the room.
Felix panicked for a second as his vision dimmed, but the panic was gone when his vision cleared and Bonnie was no longer there. He ripped the mask off with his good arm and pointed the flashlight down the hall, jumping slightly when he spots foxy. "Nice reaction time." Pure comments, taking her mask off.
"If you think that was good reaction time you should see-" Felix cut himself off, realizing he probably shouldn't make that sexual joke, "Never mind." He murmured, turning the flashlight off.
Pure arched a knowing eyebrow, but turned to shine the light into the vent without making a comment. She relaxed when she saw it was clear.
Meanwhile, Anthony was starting to struggle with holding the handle. He could feel his arms start to shake and his back getting sore. "We have to do something, now!" He hissed.
Mark nodded and slowly looked around, he saw something out of the corner of his eye and looked up, spotting the thick wire hanging down. "Get ready to hold it." Mark whispered to him, his grip loosening on the handle as a warning. He let go and grabbed the wire, holding it out in front of him as Toy Freddy attacked. His muscles strained as he tried to hold the animatronic away from him.
Chilled was struggling to hold the handle up, trying to use his shoulder as well. "It better be six a.m. soon!" He yelled, panicked. Mark nodded in agreement.
"Can you reach the walkie talkie on my belt?" Mark asked, struggling a little.
Chilled tested his ssturdiness with one hand, then nodded. "I think so!"
"Grab it try to ccontact either Pure of Felix!" Mark grunted, "We need help!"
Anthony nodded and reached out, feeling along the waist of Mark's jeans for the talkie. His fingers brushed something hard and he grabbed it, pulling it off Mark's belt and using his flashlight to see it. "Got it!"
"Call them call them!" Mark spat out, his face turning read from the effort, the muscles in his next tense.
Chilled rushed to click the talk button on the device, "Pure, Felix, we really need some help down here!!"
Pure grabbed the device and replied, "What's wrong?"
"We got an animatronic biting inches away from Mark's face!"
Pure's eyes widened and she grabbed the tablet, flipping to the music box camera. Her eyes widened more when she spots Toy Freddy. In a desperate attempt to help, she pushed the button to shine the light in the music box room.
Pewds gave Pure the flashlight and quickly grabbed the walkie talkie, "She doesn't have usually have bad ideas, she's just tired guys."
"Not the time for jokes Felix!" Mark's voice hissed through.
"Right right....listen, it's a 5 a.m., is there any way you could last longer?"
Chilled looked at Mark, who nodded, "I think we can." Chilled said.
Pure suddenly squeaked out in surprise as she spots Withered Chica standing in front of them. She quickly shoved an animatronic head on Felix and herself, pushing him to the ground in hopes it wasn't too late.
That's when the alarm went off. The alarm for 6 a.m.
