They walked through the door, Chickadee was in the vent. He wasn't covered in as much oil, but there were still the slightest traces on his fur.
Golden's POV
- Everything was dark. A small white light shone faintly. I got up and walked over to it. As I got closer it sounded like it was saying 'it's me' and 'safe them'. "What?" I said, thinking the light would hear me. I waited, nothing happened. "Of course not, don't be stupid, Golden. It's a light," I told myself. I turned around, "Now to get out of here," I said. "You can't" a voice said. I looked back at the light, "No, it's just a light," I kept telling myself. Then a glitchy laugh started to play. I turned around quickly to see if I could catch a glimpse of anything, or anyone, that might have been here with me. I noticed that the light changed color, from white to purple. I stared at it, wondering if it was going change colors again. Then the light moved fast from where it had once been, into my power source. Pictures of a purple man holding a knife covered in blood and dead kids flashed before my eyes. Then I saw the unthinkable, the purple man, with his face! Then, the same man with Golby's face. The purple light came back out, it was white again. "Safe them….." I thought. "You can't!" the voice said. The light started to glow brighter. Then a figure came out of the light. "Golden," he said, "I've been waiting for you." I stepped back. The shape smiled a little. "You don't need to be scared, I'm sure that your father talks about me," the shape said. I looked at him confused. "I am Sparky," he said. "Sp-Sparky?" I asked. He nodded, "Yes I'm sure that Freddy has talked about me before," he said. "How do you know my dad?" I asked him. "Well, you see, Golden, Freddy was my brother," Sparky told him. Golden gasped.