You’re walking down the halls of the new and approved Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. As you travel down the halls, doing your usual checks, you hear someone quietly laughing as well of footsteps echoing through the hallway. There shouldn’t be anyone here but you. You turn to see Toy Chica at the other end of the hallway

Pizzeria is closed, you shouldn’t be here. Protocol states to protect the pizzeria from intruders She grows a sinister grin as she looks at you