Last Chance

CHAPTER THREE: Winner Of The Race

-Thursday, November 1st 2016, 6:32 A.M.-

Springtrap woke up to see Harry sitting by the boarded windows staring through a tiny crack. "Hey Harry." "Hey." He replied without turning around. "What's wrong?" Springtrap asked. "Nothing. Heheh... Just admiring these boards." He turned around. "Harry, Harry your eyes!" Springtrap pointed at Harry's blood-struck eyes. "You look awful. You should really, really get some sleep." Springtrap suggested. "Who needs sleep when the world's infested with zombies now." Harry replied whilst pointing through the window. Springtrap noticed the group of lurkers roaming the streets. "Oh my god, nonono they're not zombies, I mean... the storm's gone, right? They might just be looking for food!" Springtrap encouraged. "I was just screwing with ya, man. But, they do look pretty sick. Eh, I'd rather not worry too much about it until the others wake up, then we'll go check it out. Until then, let's just stare into space." Harry spoke quietly in an attempt to not wake the others. "But what about the power? Is it not on still?" Springtrap asked. "Nope. Transformer went out last night. You slept through it, and so did he." Harry pointed at Nathan. Springtrap hugged his legs to his chest digging his nose into his knees and stared outside.

As Harry and Springtrap patiently waited for the others to wake up, they glared into the grey sky as clouds slowly rolled in and out of it, they heard a door shut. "What was that?" Harry asked. "Probably Deliah or Nick. I'll go check."

Springtrap stood up and walked over to Deliah's door and knocked. "Sweetie, are you awake?" Springtrap questioned. "Sweetie? That's a funny name." A deep voice replied. Springtrap opened the door and smiled. "Nick!" It's the first time in a while they've been happy to see each other. But I mean, their favourite person in the world might be in danger, they need to work together.

"Where is she? Deliah?" Springtrap asked. "She went to go change. She'll be back in a sec." Nick replied. "Okay. Can you tell her the sinks don't work? The power is still out. I don't want her to go take a shower or something and freak out." "Sure thing." Nick agreed.

Springtrap walked back out to the living room. "Nick's awake," Springtrap announced to Harry. "Really? Awesome! I hope he's okay. I'm gonna go talk to him." Harry stood up and walked back into Deliah's room. Springtrap closed his eyes and smiled. He had his few moments of silence until it was broken by Noah who sped into Springtrap's view. "Okay, listen, you need to get out of here FAST. Get as many supplies as possible and drive to the store ASAP." Noah exclaimed. "Wait, what? Why?" Springtrap asked in a concerned manner. "Just... Hear me out. Some sort of... "Thing" is going around the city, I don't know what but... People aren't acting normal. People are just stealing from grocery stores and everything else that's left in abandoned houses and such." Noah said loudly. "Yeah, yeah okay. I'll tell them." Springtrap sat still for a second, then finally stood back up.

"Wait, Springtrap!"

"What?"

"Let me come with you."

"Er, okay."

Springtrap gently picked up Noah and placed him on his shoulders.

Springtrap finally started to walk into Deliah's bedroom to see Harry, Nick, and Deliah sitting on her bed. "Uhhhh..." Springtrap murmured. "Yeees...?" Deliah asked curiously. "W-We need to get out of here. Now." Springtrap murmurs under his breath as he fiddled with his fingers feeling slightly embarrassed. "...Why?" Harry asked. There was a pause for a few seconds as they all stared at Springtrap. "You won't believe me, but there's... Zombies roaming the streets...!" Springtrap finally spoke out as Noah facepalmed. "Are you serious, Springtrap? This isn't a great time to joke arou-" Harry was cut off by Springtrap grabbing him by the wrist "I'm. Not. Joking." Springtrap whispered angrily and threw his wrist down. "Jesus, man. I just said it's not a good ti-" "No, wait, Harry, look outside." Deliah cut him off and pointed outside. "Ugh, this is a mess..." Noah said harshly. "Uh, yeah, okay." Springtrap replied. "What?" Noah exaggerated with anger. "Nothing, I just... don't understand?" Springtrap replied. "Well," Deliah turned towards Spring "What do we do?" "We need to go to the grocery store and grab some stuff, I still don't know what's going on, but it's good to be safe." He replied. "Good idea." they looked over at Nick. "If we don't know, it's a good idea to play it safe. We should go now before people start getting supplied before us." Springtrap nodded in agreement and they all left for the car, completely ignoring the fact that Nathan was still in the house.