Bonnie's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, looking around and gasped quietly. Chica and Freddy were slumped forwards, and I can't tell if they were breathing or not. I slowly inched forwards, checking their necks for pulses. I waited a few seconds, before breathing quietly in relief. I grabbed Freddy's phone from his pocket, calling for an ambulance. I looked down at my blood soaked clothes, but I was more worried about my two, barely breathing, friends. I took their hands softly in mine, waiting for an ambulance. I looked up when I heard faint sirens in the distance, shaking Chica's and Freddy's shoulder in an attempt to wake them. Nothing. Once the ambulance pulled up, I let go of their hands, climbing forwards, trying to open the doors. "Kid, step back!", a paramedic ordered and I slowly sunk back into my seat. They pried the door open, grabbing Chica and Freddy, putting them on stretchers. Another paramedic helped me out, examining me from head to toe, before putting me on a stretcher. Chica and Freddy were gonna be okay, according to the paramedic. He told me to lay back, which I did. I began seeing white and black dots, before passing out.

More of a filler chapter ^.^
-homicidalashley