"Keep an eye on that fox, I don't think he likes having the camera on him."

"I-I know."

"Darkness, hall light check please."

"On it."

They were pulling together with some degree of efficiency. The survival game was real. Slenderman started to boss them around a little, but it felt more like having an adult present. Toby was still working the camera. L.J's demon-powered hearing was in charge of listening to the speakers for audio cues like footsteps. Well, in theory. He was much too busy munching through his candy supply to be of any actual service.

Smiley had given up on the solitaire, put his phone away, and sat with his back against the wall next to Smirky. There was nothing else they could do, but they were prepared to get violent if one of the animatronics managed to sneak in.

"W-Why is the puh-power going down so q-quickly?" Toby wondered.

"BEN!" Dark Link scolded. "Are you seriously charging your Switch right now? This is a matter of life or death!"

"It's low battery," BEN said, who had indeed plugged in his charger to the wall outlet previously used for the fan. "It's my birthday, so whatchoo gonna do?"

"N-Nevermind," said Toby, just before Dark Link moved in to rip the charger out of the wall. "It-It's beh-better if he's enter-entertained."

"Yes, definitely," Smiley agreed. "You don't want a bored BEN left to his own devices. Erm, no pun intended."

"I'm starving," Smirky complained. "You owe me something expensive and delicious."

"How'd you figure that one out?" asked Smiley.

"If you hadn't forced me to eat that terrible pizza, none of this would've happened."

"That's quite an assumption. It's your author who put us in this mess. I think it would've happened regardless of whether or not you ate the pizza."

"It's still your fault."

"Why?"

"Because I say so."

"Aw, is someone feeling grouchy because he's hungry? There's that cupcake over there, you know."

Sally clutched the giant cupcake close to her chest. "No! Mr. Cakey has a family! Don't do it, Mr. Smirky!"

"It's not even edible," Smirky frowned. His stomach growled.

"Uh, Toby?" said Jeff. "Isn't Freddy supposed to be on that stage?"

"Uh oh," said Toby.

L.J groaned. "You gotta be kidding me."

"He's in the d-dining ar-area," said Toby, who had been quick to check the cameras.

"Monitor him, child," said Slendy.

"I-I'll try," said Toby. "But someone's got to ke-keep an eye on Fuh-Fuh-Foxy." He switched to pirate cove, where Foxy was peeking through the curtains.

"Chicken on the right!" Dark Link yelled out. Jeff immediately shut the door. They shared a look of mutual relief.

"Yeah! High score!" BEN cheered from the floor.

"What is our power situation?" asked Slenderman.

"F-Fifty three p-p-percent," Toby said.

"Good." Slenderman turned around. "Open the door, child."

"But the killer chicken could still be there!" Jeff protested. "At least get Darkness to check the hall first-"

"We cannot afford to waste power."

A deep laughing sound mocked them from the audio feed.

Jeff's hand hesitatingly hovered over the button. "If we all die, it's your fault."

"It can't stuff us all into a suit at once," said Smirky. "We just have to run for it, and I simply have to run faster than half of you lot."

Sally hugged the cupcake and audibly swallowed, her eyes all wide and white.

"I'll carry you," Smirky assured her.

Sally smiled.

"What about me?" asked Smiley. "I'm your brother. Would you really leave me to die?"

"I'd trip you over and let the animatronics rip your head off," Smirky assured him. "Obviously."

Jeff cringed, covered his eyes, and pushed the button. The door slid open, revealing nothing in the hallway. Jeff peeked through his fingers. "Oh," he said. "These animatronics sure know how to boogie on out of here in a hurry, don't they?"

"Fuh-Foxy's come out of pirate cove," Toby warned. "Freddy's in the restrooms. I-I can't find Bonnie or Chi-Chica."

"Jeff, close the left door," Slenderman instructed.

Jeff goggled at him. "But you just told me to-"

"Do as I say, child. Toby, continue monitoring the fox."

Jeff closed the left door. Toby kept the camera on Foxy. Dark Link flashed the left hall light and Bonnie's massive shadow was clear as day in the window, walking slowly away. Jeff gulped. "These things are so creepy."

"Toby, child, resume monitoring Freddy. I believe the fox will move immediately, but as long as the door is closed, we shall not have an issue."

"Oh-Okay." Toby reluctantly switched cameras, and his expression lifted in unpleasant surprise, eyes going wider and mouth hanging slightly open. Freddy was no longer in the restroom. The monochrome monitor view flickered with white fuzz and faint static. The quiet noise the display made as Toby flipped through view after view, looking for the bear, raised blood pressure.

A familiar jingle played when he landed on the blacked out view of the kitchen, white text informing that it was audio only. "That's Freddy's jingle," said L.J. "That must be him, right?"

"I-I think so," said Toby.

"But we can't see him," Jeff said, and then Foxy banged on the left door and everyone jumped out of their skins. The sound was terrible, frightening. It went on and on, and it was a mercy when it stopped.

"Open the left door," Slenderman said.

Jeff was frozen, bleach-white face a mask of terror. A black tentacle slithered from Slenderman's back and pressed the button for him, raising the door. It made a slow, moaning creak as it slid jerkily, like the door itself was taking damage from Foxy's multiple assaults.

"If that door jams up, we're screwed," Smirky observed.

"The chicken's back!" Dark Link reported, frantically flashed the faulty hall light. Like everything else in the pizzeria, it seemed the lightbulb was on the verge of blowing out. Jeff broke from his trance and slammed the button to shut Chica out. Toby saw how much power was remaining after Foxy's visit and made a small dismayed noise at the back of his throat.

The night was cool, but many were feeling hot under the collar, feeling blood throb and heads spin. There wasn't much air circulating around since a frustrated Smirky had unceremoniously stomped the fan out of commission. The friendly posters were starting to look sinister.

Smiley was wringing his hands helplessly. They all were helpless, despite being killers, all trapped in this dark dingy office that smelled like mildew, not knowing if they would ever see the outside of it again. It was the longest, most stressful night of their lives, and they were only halfway through.

"Check on the fox," said Slenderman.

Toby did. The curtains were fully closed, the ragged monster hiding behind them seeming to be taking a well-earned midnight siesta.

A deep laugh echoed from unsettlingly close by. Toby instinctively checked the cameras, flipping screen after screen, fingers flying rapid and frantic on the keyboard and clicky mouse.

"He's in the east hall!"

Jeff screamed and hit the button to close the right door. Both doors were now closed, both were now safe, but for how long? Not long at all. Slenderman could see their power situation, and promptly a tentacle opened the left door. There was nothing there, which was good. Toby found Bonnie in the dining area, close to the camera, then checked on Foxy, then Freddy, who was in the east hall corner.

Freddy's eyes gleamed like silver coins.