Your first night as a night guard at the newly renovated Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza feels uneasy as you sit in your office, the phone call you just listened to echoing in your mind. As you glance up, your heart skips a beat when you notice Toy Chica standing motionless in the hallway in front of your office. Her beak is missing, leaving her face an unsettling mask of silence and emptiness.

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Toy Chica’s eyes, devoid of any warmth, seem to pierce through the darkness as she stands there, her lifeless gaze fixed directly on you. The air around her feels heavy with a sense of dread, her silent presence a stark reminder of the terror that lurks within the pizzeria’s walls.