Jake screamed in shock and pressed the door button as hard as he could and with a loud SLAM the large metal safety door fell, sealing off the doorway. He sighed with relief, collapsing against the wall next to the door.
"That was too close..." He mumbled to himself, looking down at the monitors to see what else was going on. After a little while, Bonnie wandered away from the door, and he opened it to conserve power, hoping the rest of the night would be easier than this, though he had a definite feeling it wouldn't. Looking around he saw that Chica was already off the stage as well, and she was currently wandering the party room. Freda was still on stage, though she'd moved slightly, now staring at the camera with a smug grin. As for Foxy... she was currently just peeking out from her own hiding place in pirate cove, though Jake was pretty sure she wasn't just being shy.
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