I rip Chica away from Foxy and lean in to try to rub his neck, but he groans then growls at me.

I back away from Foxy, tripping over Chica. I timber down, making a big thud when I land.

Freddy limped over to me, and I wondered why he was limping, then I kind of got the idea why. He was limping because he was very, very old. When he approached us, I backed up and again, fell, but this time on my back with my eyes squeezed shut.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything but bright stars.

When the stars cleared away, I saw Withered Bonnie holding his hand-paw whatever you want to call it-out towards me.

I didn't know if I could trust him.

I carefully and slowly reached my hand up and grabbed his. I swear I saw his head tilt a little bit.

He lifted me up, and I felt something tug on my mask's ears. I whipped my head around and saw that Mangle had joined the party.

She seemed to be smiling a little bit, but it was hard to tell.

Just then, I heard two screams, one that I could tell was the bright blue bunny-then one that sounded all lot like Emee's.