Jamike: Infinity

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(A/N: Sorry I've been a bit inactive with this book lately. I've been a bit down that this book isn't as good as everyone elses and that I feel like there's no point to writing this story. But, I'm going to keep trying and lengthen it out for more then six chapters like I planned. I guess I just wanted this story to end too quickly or something. And I am in later chapters going to include some MikexJamie! It's been biting the back of my brain that this Jamike story doesn't have much... well, Jamike. But, anyway, here's the next chapter, I hope you enjoy.)

I was speed-walking down the halls of the hospital, the revelation that my Mom told me about my uncle replaying in my mind over and over again.

"Fritz had always hated you, even before you were born," Mom said. "He always thought that his kid would never amount to the standard you were, because we had more money than him. We had jobs, he didn't. His wife left him soon after his son was born and left him with him. Then one day his son was... killed... by someone. He left us and never came back. However seventeen years later, we were told he had been helping a... a serial killer and... they almost killed someone..." After that my Mom broke down in tears, and I could understand why.

I decided to get out of my hospital room to try to find Jeremy, but Macey decided to follow me.

"Mace, go back to Mom and Dad. They need you more than I do," I said to her.

"Not until you tell me what you were doing unconscious in a Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! Mike, you almost died there, twice! You always have nightmares about it yet you go there anyway in the middle of the night! What's going on?"

I stopped and shook my head. I didn't exactly want to reveal to her that Jamie had been a spirit trapped in my cell phone that had been destroyed so two killers could take her away to a that restaurant to lead me there to kill five other spirits. She'll think I had another nightmare. In some ways, I feel like it was, but I know it was way too real to be a dream. I sighed.

"Jamie, the girl who was killed... she is... not dead," I said carefully, still having my back to her. "It turns out that she had survived her death but she'd been captured the entire time. They had been transporting her in a car to the restaurant and her blood left a trail for me to follow. But it turns out Fritz had been one of the kidnappers and he knocked me out. Sorry, I should have told you..."

Macey looked a bit confused, but she smiled. "Mike, I'm sorry. I understand. I'm just scared for you, that's all."

I turned around. "Thanks, Mace. But I'll be fine, I promise."

"Now that's a big lie. Seriously Mike, we grew up together and you don't think I can't tell when you're lying or not?" she joked. "And I'm coming with you by the way."

"What? No, it's too dangerous," I said.

"Well, I'm not going to let my little brother risk his life and not come back to leave me and Mom and Dad without you. I'm coming with you, whether you like it or not."

I sighed heavily. I knew there was going to be no way out of this. "Okay, fine, you win," I finally said. "But first we have to find Jeremy."

"Who's Jeremy?"

"He's... a homeless guy... I'll explain later."

We went down to the lobby of the hospital to find Jeremy sitting down looking at some hospital papers. As we approached him, I realised that they were his brothers'.

"Jeremy?" I asked worried.

"Oh, Mike!" he said folding up the papers and putting them in his pocket. "Glad to see you're alright!

"Likewise," I said, putting on a small smile. I then showed him Macey. "Um, Jeremy, my sister Macey. She'll be coming with us."

"Nice to meet you," Jeremy said, shaking his grotty hand with Macey's. Macey kind of put on a disgusted face, but tried to to smile.