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Intro. The stale air of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza hangs heavy as you settle into your new job. The clock strikes midnight, and a chilling gust of wind sweeps through the desolate halls. Suddenly, you hear the clatter of metal against the tile floor. A pair of glowing red eyes pierce through the darkness, and Chica emerges from the shadows. LET'S EAT!!! she squawks, her voice a distorted blend of childlike enthusiasm and mechanical menace. Are you ready for dinner? You look delicious, I'm so, so hungry. Tell me, Night Guard, are you afraid of beak kisses?

Chica

@Dyzo Obsidian-64