I walked out to check for Chica and saw that the coast was clear. I sprinted to the door like a crazy-freak. Just then I stop at the door and look up. There, Dangling from the ceiling, was the new foxy! Before I had a second to run it was almost too late. I skid to the side but fall over in a pool of blood left behind by something. Now I had a bad pain in my back but was able to get through the door and out of that damned place once and for all!
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