Wow this story is getting long, right?
Bonnie entered his room to find...nothing really.
Just another door.
So he went through that one and found... a maze of mirrors.
After long hours getting turned around, smashing his nose into the wall, and dead ends, he finally found the exit.
What he found there greatly surprised him.
It couldn't be.
He couldn't move his feet, but he was pretty sure Purple Guy was unable to see him.
Goldie entered his door and found the Purple Guy himself.
"Ahem." Purple Guy cleared his throat.
He turned around, a machete in his hands.
His smile was demonic.
And so it began.
"Freddy! Can you help me get out?" Mangle asked.
"Uh... no sorry." he said.
"What? But you're definitely small enough to fit through the vents!"
"Well...you see...I, uh..." he stammered and tried making up excuses that stopped halfway through.
"Freddy, will you just spit it out already?!"
"I'm claustrophobic, okay Mangle?!" he yelled.
It was silent until Mangle spoke again, a comforting tone in her voice.
"Freddy...it's okay, I would never make fun of you. I might be able to get out on my own, wait for me outside of my room."
So he did.
When she got out, Mangle and Freddy went through the door in his room.
The room that they entered had the Purple Guy and Goldie, who kept dodging machete strikes.
The golden bear knocked the machete out of PG's (Purple Guy's) hands.
PG shoved Goldie to the ground and grabbed a small gun nobody noticed.
He aimed at Freddy.
The shot fired.
CLIFFHANGER! Yes, I'm evil.