Five Nights at Freddy's The Silver Eyes

Suddenly, she felt exposed, all at once noticing just how many places there
were in the open room for something to hide, just how visible she was to anyone—
anything—that might be watching. She thought briefly of the little control room she had
just left, and felt a pang of regret. Coming out here might have been very stupid…
Another screech sounded and she whirled around to see the table behind her
moving slowly away. She turned to run, but slammed into something before she could
take a step. She jerked up her hands in the darkness to shield herself, and touched matted
fur. The strobe threw its light out again, and this time there was sound: garbled noise
blaring from the gaping mouth in front of her. Bonnie. Bonnie was standing only inches
from her, his mouth opening and closing rapidly and his eyes rolling wildly in his head.
Charlie jerked away, then backed up slowly; the rabbit did not try to follow, just
continued his bizarre and silent incantation, his eyes aimlessly ricocheting in is head.
Her foot caught on the leg of a metal folding chair, and she fell back, landing hard on her
bottom. She started to crawl, staying low, hurrying to get away from Bonnie. A spotlight
flashed from the stage, this one clearly aimed at her. She raised her hand to see who
was there, but the light blinded her, and all she could make out were two sets of eyes
continuing to follow her.
Charlie screamed and scrambled to her feet. She took off running, not looking
back, and made it across the room and to the hallway that led to Pirate’s Cove, then
ducked into the bathroom along its wall. The door echoed when it shut behind her; the
room was empty, with nothing but three sinks and three stalls. Only one of the
fluorescent lights was on, and just barely, only enough to color the room dark gray
instead of black. The metal walls of the stall dividers looked flimsy, and Charlie had a
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