Five Nights at Freddy's The Silver Eyes

“We have to go back to where I found Carlton.”
“Hang on,” said John, and pulled out the radio again. “Hey, Marla are you
there?” There was a blip of static, then Marla’s voice.
“Yeah, we’re here.”
“We need to get to the supply room, it’s off the main dining room, past the
stage. Can you see the area?”
There was a pause as Marla searched her screens.
“I can see most of it. Where are you? I can’t see you.”
“We’re in an office. It’s—” John looked at Charlie for help, and she took the
radio.
“Marla, do you see another hall leading from the main room? Sort of the same
direction as the closet, but next to it?”
“What? There are too many hallways!”
“Hang on. Can you see this?” Over the protests of the others, Charlie opened
the office door and poked her head out cautiously. When she saw that the space was
clear—or at least she was fairly sure it was clear—she stepped out into the open,
looked up, and waved. There was nothing but a quiet, steady static from the walkietalkie,
then Marla’s voice came through, excited.
“I see you! Charlie, I can see you.”
Charlie ducked back into the little room, and Jessica caught the door and shut it
behind her, double and triple-checking the lock.
“Okay, Marla,” Charlie said. “Follow the cameras. You can see that hall, can
you see the main dining room?”
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