Where the hell had that bird come from?

William stood up from where the giant black mess of greasy black feathers had attacked him, throwing him off his groove by making him jump up and fall onto his back.

Now that wasn't cool!

Third wheels always ruin dates, especially when they have feathers and red eyes that glowed in the semi-darkness.

Now where was that little bitch? William wasn't done yet!

...Dollface struggled to run, large bird clinging to her.

"Hurry!" It cawed, "We have no time!"

"I can't!"

"Try to find an exit! And don't step on the bodies!"

"Bodies?" Dollface panted, knees giving out, "What do ya-"

Dollface fell against the wall before she could finish. She gasped.

The sharp pain hit her like a truck.

The bird scraped its ebony beak against her, tucking a chemical curl behind her ear.

"We have to hurry, young mistress!"

"How?" Dollface sobbed, tears coming back.

"We need to escape," the bird said neatly in a prim accent, "do you remember anything?"

"Backdoor, or maybe loadin' dock, I don' remember now, was barricaded with boards an' shit."

"Any other place?" Quote the raven, "One maybe closer?"

"Yes, front entrance." Dollface gasped out, hearing William stomping closer to the hallway lined with Arcade machines. She nudged something with a boot, wishing she had a flashlight.

Or more blood.

She could see stars, and not just the ones hanging from the ceiling.

Dollface tried to estimate and stepped over whatever it was. She imagined she looked really silly, stepping over what was probably thin air.

The bird nuzzled her cheek, as if to let her know he was there.

Thump!Thump!Thump!

"It's too slow t'be him." Dollface whispered to her travelling companion.

"Then who could it be then?"

"Oh no," Dollface started to try and take larger, less pained steps, but her legs couldn't take it.

"Hide!" the bird flapped its wings, waddling nervously on her shoulder.

"Where!?"

"Here!" the bird flapped from her shoulder and landed in an open vent shaft.

"Oh c'mon!" Dollface yelled, exaserbated, "how!?"

"Easy!" the bird assured, "it's either hiding-" he snapped his beak onto a carboard panel with Freddy's face plastered on it, "Or we get eaten by a bear or whatever scoundrels are in this nasty place!"

"Fine…" Dollface dropped to her knees and curled up in the vent, bird hidden in spooning form and cardboard slipped over the opening just as the slow thumping footprints approached...

"Dolly, I am so scared."

Dollface watched her sister without emotions, almost as if looking at a stranger. Reggie coughed into her hand and a spray of red smattered across the pale palm. She listened to the house settle in its foreboding way.

Reggie watched Dollface's wide red eyes slowly be eaten by a metallic gold lid behind her rubbery face.

She reached out her clawed hands for Reggie.

Reggie looked up and down the bare arms.

Se'd never really seen Dollface with her arms or legs bare.

Her face?

Yes, in all its red-spotted and pourous glory.

But never the clawed arms.

Reggie looked at the red claw marks up and down them

Too many too count.

But she grabbed Dollface's hands anyway, forgetting to absently wipe the crimson speckles away.

"Ssssssssshhhhh….." Dollface hissed around triangular teeth like a queer family friend's, "It'll all be over soon….."