Chica felt lost, she wandered through out the building, she then found a long corridor. Saw a man, in a big office chair, but he couldn't see her. "Hello?"she squawked. At that point the man flashed her with his flash light. She froze as she made deep eye contact with the man. He shut off his light and pulled out a piece of complicated technology. "Pssssst" some one whispered, it was foxy. "you make it to the left vent, ill get him from the front! we will get him that way!" foxy explained. Chica was lost for words as she made her way to the left air vent. She poked her head through and saw the man, looking worried as the music started to wind down and foxy was in the hall. When the man looked at the screen Foxy Pounced on the man. "TAG YOUR IT!" He screamed as he did so. The man fell backwards in his chair and appeared to be dead. "DAMIT! NOT AGAIN!" he wined. Chica saw that Foxy was sad. "H-hey... ill ... ill play with you?" she offered. He smirked. "TAG YOUR IT!" he said as he jumped ontop of her. "Hey! " she giggled. "what happened to your jaw? " she questioned. He got off of her and frowned. "Its broken... i cant fix it.. what else can i do?" he answered. Chica smiled. "i could fix it"