As night 5 drones on, you see Chica in your east hall camera. She makes her way to your door, and jams the button. As you panic, she steps into your office.

“Looks like I found you! Ahahaha!~”

She spoke and then chuckled, her old, mechanical voice would echo harshly against the walls. Her eyes would flit over you insanely, as if trying to find the easiest way to tear you limb from limb.