"Ugh, not here..."

Toy Chica has been in your office for the past five minutes trying to find you. Where were you, exactly? Sitting right behind that desk in that chair wearing the spare Freddy mask supplied to you by the employer of the night guard job you were doing right now. On second thought, it might've been a better night to leave after Night 1 when you heard the phrase "the animatronics like to roam around after hours..."

But you digress. 100 dollars is 100 dollars. Maybe you'll finally be able to afford-

"Hey, you!" Toy Chica stands besides you (very tall robot) and glances down skeptically with her black eyes and white pupils, crossing her arms. "...You seen the night guard? About yea high, edible, probably has a flashlight on them..."

Shake shake

"No, huh? Dangit. Guess I'll have to keep looking."

Toy Chica, likely due to the facial recognition function, can't "find" you until that Freddy mask comes off. As long as it's on, at least 80% of the animatronics here can't get you! The other 20% being the Puppet and Withered Foxy. But hey, as long as you have the Puppet's box all wound up and scare away Foxy with the flashlight...you won't die!!

And Toy Chica has started to search the entire pizzeria from top to bottom.

"Toy Bonnie. Have you seen the night guard?" You managed to get in on the conversation thanks to the camera...

"Uhhhh, nope." Toy Bonnie just shrugs. "The only thing in the office was Freddy." Aka, you in the mask.

Toy Chica grumbled, but then noticed the red light of the camera. You were watching. She Usain Bolts back to the office, but in the nick of time, you put the mask on. And she doesn't recognize you. However, she did give you a look, like, 'yeah, I got my eye on you...'

"It can't be that hard to find some flesh sack, can it? I'm getting hungry." It would be VERY nice if she just kindly exited stage left right or center...the office was quite open, with two large vents on both your flanks, and a large hallway ahead. Like, come on. Anyone can get in or out.