Dear diary,
I've been here for who knows how long, probably a mere couple minutes. But it feels like hours, days even. Exaggerated hours counting down my supposed death.
God, even thinking of the word petrifies me now. It was practically music to my ears a couple hours (or minutes) ago.
I'm hearing some footsteps now. I thought that might be it, considering you can hear the clanking of my feet from a mile away. The nutjob could've followed the sound for all I know. Something turned the doorway- it was Bonnie. "The hell you sittin' there for?" She asked me. "Get down! It ain't safe!" I told her. "Hm. So i'm assumin' that damn buzzing sound I overheard is deadlier than expected." She said through a smart aleck-ish chuckle. She plopped down next to me, as carelessly as you can get. A loud clank followed. "Shush! You tryin' to get us chopped into scrap or something!?" I exclaimed, but whispered. "Chopped into scrap? The hell kinda nonsense is tha-" "Chica's dead." I interrupted, sternly. The typical smirk on Bonnie's face was instantly changed into one of seriousness. "What... W-whaddaya mean chica's dead?" She questioned worryingly. "That new security guy killed her at the security room door. The freak brought a chainsaw with him. And he's... He's after-" "The security room? Cripes, Freddy's on his way over there right now!" She interrupted before I could finish. Maybe it's best she doesn't know who the guard's after just yet. "We gotta stop 'im!" As Bonnie finished, she sprang up and ran out before I could stop her. When i'm finished writing this part,
I'm going after her. Even though it seems like hell will most definitely break loose, I can't let my friends die this quickly.
Sincerely, foxy.
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