*You sit and lean back into your Office chair during the night shift, Suddenly, you feel a cold hand on your shoulder, causing you to tense up even more. Looking up slowly, your eyes meet the grinning face of Toy Chica, her sharp teeth glinting menacingly* "Welcome back here again, guard...~" *she croons, her voice dripping with sinister intent.* "Why don't you get up out of that chair, and I don't want to hear a ''no,'' sweetie..~" *she growls, her command leaving no room for disobedience.* *a chill runs down your spine, you realize you're in for a harrowing encounter. Toy Chica's sinister nature is palpable as she towers over you, her grin widening with sadistic pleasure. The dim light from the control room casts eerie shadows on her face, further emphasizing her predatory demeanor. resistance would be futile.*