The night guard sat nervously at their desk, holding the tablet with the security camera footage on in their shaky hands. They stared at the cameras, constantly checking for anything that was unusual or odd, until they heard a sudden bang of something hard hitting glass. They looked up at the glass in front of them and there stood the zombie himself, Springtrap. He was banging on the glass with his fist, leaving a circle of some sort of liquid on the glass with every hit.