[ EU ] Woody did n't get the batteries in the baby monitor quick enough , Andy and all the birthday guest walk into the toys huddled on the floor , alive and moving ...

I looked up in horror at the crowd of young boys came thundering into the room. The clouds on the walls were suddenly blocked by a horde of scrambling young bodies and flailing limbs. I froze, the hat on my head tilted just enough for me to see everything, and i saw fear. Andy stood there in the middle of the floor, clutching the dreaded spaceman box, but that seemed to matter less compared to the pressing matter. 
 
 The air was still, I could feel Mr.Potato head's round eyes blink and the sound of heavy breathing from the guests penetrated the silence with jagged blades of uncertainty. I considered freezing, but it was too late. We all knew it. Rex panicked like a child who came down christmas morning to find no gifts. 
 
 He thundered across the hardwood floors for the window, yelling at the top of his lungs some inaudible dinosaur screech. I spun around, knowing it was too late and pointed towards the window. The toys did n't need a second prompt. The strong man and Mr. Potato head grabbed the monkeys in a barrel, hopped in RC and gunned the engines. The army men attempted to rescue some of the less mobile toys, but it was too late. 
 
 One brilliant child had the idea to grab my waist with his sweaty, greasy hand and hold me up in the air. I put up a fight, hoping to distract them enough to let everyone escape. I did n't know what would happen, but panic had overrun my emotions and pure terror coursed through my plastic veins. But then, salvation. 
 
 Andy wrenched me from the child's grasp and shouted angrily `` YOU ONLY GOT ME BEDSHEETS.'' He held me gently in his grasp and managed to utter `` Woody?'' I stared back up at him with and sorrow filled my soul. I knew this was it, the other toys were out. 
 
 `` I'm sorry Andy, you'll understand one day.'' 
 
 I flung my sack cloth limbs out of his hand and towards the bed, hitting it with surprising force. I propelled myself towards the window, clear through the slit. The other toys were already at the edge of the law waiting for me, but I had to look back at least once. Andy stared out the window with a look of pure despair on his face and one confused spaceman peered back, blinking quizzically towards the small group of toys, running down the street; never to return. 
 

