awesmazings: (☼ tell me now)
Jimmy Two-Shoes ([personal profile] awesmazings) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2014-08-22 06:28 am (UTC)

[The door swings open rather suddenly thanks to Joker's weight against it, and in the meantime Jimmy had been dragging himself to his feet, and manages to reach up and catch Joker as he tumbles forward. He wants to say something- "It's gonna be alright, we're out! Look, we're okay!"- but he can barely manage to breathe with all of the smoke. Freddy is nowhere to be seen now, and neither are any of the other animatronics, hopefully long gone among the inferno that's currently destroying Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

Good riddance.

Jimmy staggers out with Joker still in his arms, unsure exactly how far the both of them are going before his knees give out and he collapses, feeling his face hit something cool and wet when he hits the ground. His first instinct tells him that it's blood, oh, God- but then he feels something sticking to his face, the ground soft and spongy beneath as he lies there on his side, coughing and wheezing with tears still blinding his burning eyes.

Grass. Dew on the grass. The black, starry sky with the full moon above staring down at them as the building burns a few yards behind them. The boy shivers but doesn't move otherwise, barely able to lift his head from how bad it's swimming.

...but they're outside. It's not even 6, and they're outside.]

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