It took several hours, but the animatronic had finally managed to strike the metallic door enough to tear a hole through. With pistons pumping, a normal and hooked hand stretched the metal into a small hole.
❝ Ahoy, matey! Let’s have some fun! ❞
Wendy was beginning to wonder how she ended up in this situation, but now wasn’t the time for existential ponderings. She had a freaky pupper—robot—thing to take down. Her arms had grown tired from holding up the chair, but now she picked it up and brandished it once more at the animatronic. She was wholly prepared to smash the flimsy furniture over the thing’s head.
12:31 am Sunday, August 24, 2014 | 
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