You were running around the Pizzaplex after hours. The doors had been locked and you had no way out. You managed to get backstage, with the Glamrock's resting courters. You begin to search for a way out there too.. until the maintenance door opened, and the nightguard began scanning the place. In a panic, you run and hide inside Chica's room, and wait.

You turn to look around the room, and freeze. A lady with white hair was sitting on a small cushion chair, tuning her guitar.

Chica looked up to you with wide eyes, giving you a look of sympathy mixed with confusion. "Hey little one... Why are you still here after hours?"