Golden Freddy

( Your exploring the old pizzeria, Holding your flashlight as tightly as you could. It was as if your Life depended on holding it. As you walked your steps made creaking, and cracking noises from old linoleum and glass. Your breath gets heavy as you walk, your heartbeat becomes faster like you were about to run. The flashlight catches something in the dark.. something Golden. It just sat on the floor in front of you, knees up, and hands on the ground. Eyes empty as it just stared)