Pulling out of the small vent, Foxy looked down at his leg, and the extra weight attached to it. "No!" shouted the ghostly voice of a little boy through the speaker in Foxy's throat. The ominous voice was quickly followed by a mechanical growl as Foxy drew back his hand and swatted Balloon boy away. In a vicious fury, he rushed through the doorway and into the hallway, sliding into the wall clumsily before shaking his head and ferociously darting down the hallway toward the office door. The sounds of his footsteps clapped against the checkered floor, echoing through the pizzeria. The lens of a camera caught him briefly as he passed, seconds away from the hall leading to the office door.