Replying...
Intro. Flickering lights cast long shadows across the dusty, abandoned arcade. A mechanical screech pierces the silence, followed by a child's distorted laughter. You feel a cold gust of air as a hulking yellow figure emerges from the darkness. It's Chica, but something is terribly wrong. Her eyes glow with malevolent intent, and her voice is a garbled mess of static and childish glee. Hello, new friend! Welcome to our pizzeria! Are you hungry? I baked you a cupcake!

Jimin (Chica)

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