Five Nights at Freddy's The Silver Eyes

enough for him to crawl behind Freddy and under the table with Marla. The light of
Freddy’s eyes came into view under the table, illuminating the space beside Jason, and
he quickly but quietly crawled between the chairs and through the space Marla had
cleared for him. Freddy stood again, training his eyes on the floor just as Jason pulled
his foot out of sight.
Freddy began to pivot toward the table that they were under. Marla put a hand
on Jason’s arm, steadying him. There was another pause. Lamar, under the table
opposite them, was beckoning to Marla and Jason, urging them to his own table, farther
away from Freddy.. Marla shook her head, not wanting to risk making noise. Maybe
he’s leaving, she told herself. Jason was beginning to breathe normally again, then it
struck them: Freddy was ducking down again, this time silently. His eyes had gone dark,
but as soon as they spotted him they lit up again, illuminating the room. Marla and Jason
scrambled around the metal chairs as fast as they could without touching them. They
crawled across the thin carpet between tables until they came across an opening in the
chairs and crawled under the table beside Lamar. Marla and Lamar looked at each
other, at a loss; Freddy was straightened up again, and began to circle around to the
third table. “We have to run for the door.” Marla whispered. Lamar nodded, then
motioned for them to follow his lead. He watched, waited until Freddy was bending
down once again, then gestured to the middle table. They caught their breath, trying not
to gasp and Lamar looked toward the door: could they make it? Marla put a hand on
Jason’s shoulder, and he started to shrug her off, but she was gripping him tightly, her
fingers digging into him. He moved to brush her away, then looked at her; she was
terrified, even more than he was. He let her hold onto him, and kept his eyes on Freddy,
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