Sarah'S POV~
Riding down the hallways, swerving to miss the plants and phone case stands and holding your ears to keep from going deaf all at the same time is hard. You should try it sometime. Wait, don't try it. It could get yourself killed...
Mangle was swooping like a monkey and crawling along the ceiling, chasing us as we were desperately trying to get away. Tito turned his head to look at us and pointed to the right towards the cosplay store. We all nodded and quickly turned right to head down the short hallway towards all the geeky stores like Hottopic and the Converse store. Mangle, confused, practically lagged at our turn. "Alohomora!" George called to the barred gate at the entrance of the store. It swung open and we all rushed inside. "Colloportus!" Fred yelled and locked the barred door and Mangle out just in the nick of time.
"Well Tito, what is your brilliant plan? We are now cornered in a store with an animatronic fox THING trying to get in!" Dean yelled, gasping for air.
"Umm, hello? This store is filled with swords and bows and arrows. Not to mention armour and even a few operational guns. REAL guns, Dean." Tito mocked Dean. We all looked around and realized just how many weapons were actually in there. There were numerous numbers of swords, axes, giant hammers, bows and arrows, machetes, battle boomerangs, and guns. As well as gold, bronze, silver, green, pretty much every color of armour. Everyone suited up and I grabbed as many arrows as I could and a black bow. The armour was too heavy for me to actually wear so I just wore a leather chestplate, pants piece, and gloves. I tied my hair up into a french braid.
"Toss me that sword by your right elbow, will ya?" Tito begged. I looked up at him after tieing my pants piece and saw a young man, not a scrawny boy. He looked like someone from Assassin's Creed, but his hood was down. The blood vessels in his arm bulged from rapid blood flow, which made him look stronger. I looked down at the sword he wanted and picked it up. It was medium length and its handle was wood painted black. I tossed it over to him, making sure I didn't cut him. As I bent down to tie my Converse, I noticed a pocket knife laying there on the floor by my foot, so I picked it up, thinking it would be useful later.
"Hey guys do you thin- What the hell!?" I yelped as I stood up and looked right in front of me. I dropped the knife and it landed in my pouch by shear luck.
"Hello!~" Said the little, fat boy. He was wearing a blue and pink striped button-up shirt and matching propeller hat. He wore blue jeans and big, brown shoes. His right hand was holding a single, yellow balloon that had a thick, red stripe across the front. His left hand held a sign that read 'Balloons!' He had rosy cheeks, just like Mangle. Creepy. I decided to call him Balloon Boy, or BB for short. "Hello!~" He said again. I started to back up and bumped into Fred. His hand went around me and pushed me behind him out of instinct. It just stood there, staring at us. Frozen. "Hee hee hee!~" His laugh hurt my busted ear. My hands went up to my ears at what seemed like the speed of light. I pulled my purple, music-box/speaker beanie over them to try to muffle the noise. It didn't work. Just then, I noticed it wasn't playing any music, but that was the least of my problems right now.
Screaming and animal noises could be heard from down the hallway, approaching fast. "Let's go, NOW!" Dean yelled. The rest of us did as told and dodged for the door. I was looking behind me at BB and forgot to stop at the locked door. At the same time that I slammed my whole body into the doors, something grabbed me and I screamed. I guess I forgot Mangle was there. Her big, white, gloved hands wrapped tightly around my entire body and lifted me into the air. One of the boys screamed my name. Or all of them, I couldn't tell. Mangle thrashed me around in the air and threw me against a wall lined with cloaks. A white pain jolted through my entire body starting from my head.
The world instantly went black.