[center]Foxy was motionless, standing quietly between the cooking counter and the large cabinets. Several moments passed without movement, as if Foxy had been shut off. But it didn't last much longer, as his head slowly turned, his eye patch raised, and his large yellow eyes glared into the cabinets through the crack in the doors. The glow from his eyes bled through the crack and dimly lit the Janitor's face as looked out from his hiding spot.[/center]