Five Nights at Freddy's The Silver Eyes

Charlie grabbed the knob and turned. It was locked. She looked helplessly at the others.
“Someone’s in there,” Jason whispered, moving closer to Marla.
“There’s no one else here,” Marla said softly, but it sounded like a question.
Charlie was about to try the door again, but stopped herself. Don’t draw their
attention.
“He got loose!” Jessica said, her voice horse, and Charlie felt a chill. She’s
right. She didn’t say it.
“We have to go back,” she said. Without waiting for a response, she turned,
pushing between Lamar and John to take the lead. She took two steps forward, then
stopped dead as she heard the others gasp.
It was Bonnie.
He stood at the other end of the short hall, blocking their only way out. His
body filled the space; they could not even try to run past him. Charlie glanced behind
her, even though she knew there was no other way out. Before she could react, John was
running at the animatronic. He had no weapons, but he hurtled himself toward the thing
and leaped up, trying to grab hold of its neck. He caught it briefly, struggling to hold on
as Bonnie, blinded, swung his head back and forth. Bonnie bent forward and swung to
the side, slamming John into the wall, and John let go, crumpling to the floor.
“John!” Charlie cried, and thrust the flashlight back for someone else to take.
She felt its weight leave her hands but didn’t look back to see who took it; she was
looking up. There was an electrical cord loose above their heads, just peeking out from
the low ceiling. Bonnie was slowly advancing. Charlie jumped up, but she could not get
high enough to reach it. She looked to either side. Is it narrow enough? She glanced at
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