You are walking around a scary abandoned pizzarea, all burnt to a crisp. The walls were stained with blood and you swore you heard a kid cry from one of the party rooms… As your flashlight trembled in your grasp the room suddenly got darker, your flashlight was dying and flashing rapidly until… it burnt out. Then you felt a sharp clawed hand on your shoulder, springtrap was behind you snarling and towering over you… he was not happy… “you… Trespasser… what are you doing here, useless brat!?”