It had to be now, your power was about to run out and the animatronics would come barging in when it did. Thinking quickly you threw the tablet to the ground. You jerked forward to grab your desk, moving it form its place by the wall, ripping plugs out of their sockets and knocking the fan and small TV to the ground, shattering the old screen. You barricaded the left door, the one Bunny or Foxy would use since they were the quickest of the four and Freddy have shown to like using that door when he tried to grab you.

You quickly looked around, panic bright and clear in your eyes. You debated with yourself whether or not you would make it if you made a run for it-, but every thought stopped and your brain seized to function when you saw the old air-vent at the bottom of the floor.

It had been hidden by the desk before but now it was uncovered and you saw the golden opportunity which you knew you couldn't pass up.

You threw yourself forward and tore it open. It was going to be a tight fit but you were sure you could crawl through it. You got onto the floor and crawled into the tight space. As you did you heard the power run out and everything fell into darkness. You froze.

Everything was silence.

Looking back, you realized that you were still far enough out for them to grab you if they saw you. You didn't dare to stay put but you didn't dare to move either, as it would make too much noise. You knew that you had to be patience but as you heard a set of heavy footstep enter the room, panic set in.

You crawled forward and the metal around you bent under you weight and banged loudly. You heard a groan from the room behind you and gasped sharply as a large hand flew inside the vent to try to grab you. You barely avoided it as it grazed your ankle and you kicked out at the hand before hurrying further inside.

The loose screws crackled under you and your breath quickened. You couldn't see your office anymore but you knew you had to keep going. Freddy roared with laughter from somewhere and the sound echoed around the vent making it ring in your ears.

The air-vent shook and you looked back to see Bonnie's glowing eyes shining with madness as he tried to enter it as well. You let out a very pathetic, high pitched scream as he actually managed to fit inside. You crawled forward again, faster this time; you could hear how metal grinded against metal and a drawn out groan came from the bunny.

A loose screw gripped at your pants, but you simply tore through it making a large hole in the material protecting your leg. You didn't look back anymore but just continued to crawl. The air-vent seemed to go on forever, taking turns but you never came across an exit. Your hands and knees were hurting but you could still hear the mocking sound of Freddy's laughter. Fuckboy really seemed to enjoy your misery.

You finally saw a light and hurried towards it, tears were streaming down your cheeks and you almost squealed when you saw it was an exit.

How naïve you are! You're not getting out of here.

As you looked up through the grate Chica came into view. She grinned down at you and you tried to backtrack but the vent was too tight and as you moved and Chica leaned in to try and remove the grate, you froze.

Something was following you. Something was in the vent with you. You had hoped that Bonnie would have given up or had gotten stuck at some point. But as you looked back, you saw he was only a feet away. You shrieked and tried to move forward, but as you moved yet again the old vent bend and broke.

Yes, it broke, and you fell as a new passage had opened up. You closed your eyes and cursed whatever god that was watching over you, because he was doing a very poor job. You landed hard on a solid cement floor and cried out in pain as your entire body was smashed into the floor. Your head was swimming again and if you're leg wasn't broke before, it surely was now.

You lay on the floor trying to regain enough strength to get up again. As you looked around you could see that you were in a dimly lit room not much bigger than the supply closet upstairs. The walls were made out of brick and there weren't really anything in there. As the dizziness started to fade you slowly got up. You limbed towards one of the walls to support your weight.

Ever so slowly you walked over to the only door in the room, it was a heavy steel door and you had to lean onto it in order to open it. The hallway was dark and you could barely make out if there was a door further down or even see if the hallway ever stopped.

Taking a cautious glance back you concluded that you weren't getting out the way you got in. but then again that would just have been too easy, you were a survivor after all, the very essence of bravery…sort of anyway.

You stifled the shaky moan that was about to escape your lips as you started moving again, into the darkness of the hallway, of the basement you hadn't even known existed. And you knew something terrible was going to happen, oh you knew. Every fiber of your body told you so and the feeling only grew as you descended further into the dark.