[EN] FNAF X: Escape Through the West Hall Ep. 5

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Elara forced herself to her feet. Her body ached, but the prospect of being caught by this disfigured creature was worse than any pain. She had to go into the West Hall. There was no other way out of the office, and she couldn't risk Freddy being reactivated.

She circled the lifeless body of Freddy, her eyes fixed on the hallway. Every step, a battle against numb limbs and panic. The hallway was dark, only the faint lights of the surveillance cameras cast long, dancing shadows. Bonnie was still there, a dark silhouette at the end of the hall, twitching towards her.

The smell intensified as she entered the hallway – a mix of decay, dust, and an undefinable, metallic stench emanating from Bonnie. She heard the clanking and scraping more clearly, like a ticking clock announcing the end of her time.

Elara trudged forward, one foot in front of the other. Her eyes desperately searched for a hiding place, an escape. The party rooms to her left and right were dark and dilapidated, their doors like open mouths ready to swallow her.

Bonnie was closer now. The camera's light briefly caught his disfigured head. His red eyes glowed brighter, a sign of predatory hunger. Elara felt her breath catch. He accelerated. The scraping became a hurried sound, pounding in her ears.

She had to run. Without hesitation, Elara bolted, blindly into the darkness, away from the creature pursuing her. She heard Bonnie's footsteps behind her, an uneven, hasty scraping and clanking that drew ever closer.

The West Hall seemed endless. Every shadow was a potential trap, every protrusion a hiding place. She sped past empty tables and chairs, her footsteps echoing in the eerie silence. The exit. She needed the exit.

A loud THUD!

Elara stumbled, fell to her knees. Her gaze shot back. Bonnie was only a few meters behind her. His missing hand jutted into the air like a broken branch, ready to grab her. The ghostly giggle was now directly behind her, a cold breath on her neck.

She saw an open door. A janitor's closet. Small, dark. Her only chance.

With a final burst of strength, Elara rushed into the room, slammed the door shut behind her, and pushed a rusted metal box against it that just barely fit. The silence in the room was stifling. She pressed herself against the wall, her heart pounding, as she listened to the knocking and scraping that now came from the other side of the door.

She was trapped.

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