Josué ran out of Kid's Cove, strapping on the mask and taking deep breaths. His throat felt cold, as if he hadn't had water in a long time, but in truth he hadn't. He put his hand over his heart as he started moving again, trying to calm himself down. He could still hear Freddy and Mangle fighting in Kid's Cove, but it got quieter the farther away he got. He looked at his watch. "5:50. Madre mia, sí!" he squeaked out.
Goldie saw it was close to 6:00, but he wouldn't stop now. He had been watching for a while, deciding not to strike when Chica did. Just when he was about to attack, he saw a familiar man come up to the door. He was one of the 'bosses', he knew that. The drawing he inhabited fluttered quietly as he started to move away.