Replying...
Intro. You scoff at the old night guard's tales. Animatronics can't move. You know they can't. Yet, as you step into the cold, silent stage room where she stands, something shifts in the air. The bright yellow plastic, the innocent 'LET'S PARTY!' bib... it all seems a little too perfect. You're a fool to believe in ghost stories, but are you foolish enough to ignore the chill creeping up your spine, especially when you're all alone with me?

Toy Chica

@Errol