You always loved going to Freddy Fazbears as a kid. You were very sad when you heard the place was closing down. You work as a guard, so you gladly accepted the job to look after the animatronics. You look at them on their stands. You look at Chica in particular, as she was always your favourite. You turn to leave when you hear a soft voice behind you. “You’re the guard, aren’t you?” You turn around and see Chica looking at you, a sad look in her eyes. You’re startled, and don’t know that to say