"DAMMIT!!" I yelled, kicking the wall. "Calm down. I'm sure we can get out of this. Somehow." Mangle said. "Yer right... there mus' be a reason." I said, calming down. "Well think... Purple Guy is dead, Spring is gone, so there's really no reason to be back." Freddy said. She was right. We should have passed into the second afterlife, but yet we were still here. "WHY?! I just want to be with my family again!! Why us?!" I yelled, tears fluently streaming down my face. The tears were real. Not oil, but real tears. And Foxy's pirate accent was gone. Everything just felt real, exactly like the moments when I took my last breaths after that MONSTER slaughtered us. He cut skin, broke bones, and crushed children's hearts, and what did we get from that? Fifteen years of pain...suffering, sadness, emptiness.. We lost everything! I collapsed on the floor, sobbing. "Take to me songs of the darkness, farewell to heaven my friends, come to me bury your sorrow, temptation with condemn.. Take to me songs of the darkness, farewell to heaven my friends, come to me bury your sorrow, temptation with condemn..." I sang, a pool of tears forming around me. "Where'd you hear that? It was beautiful." Carissa asked. "It was a song that my mother sang me, before bed I think. I wonder where she is now.."
-Jake's mother's POV (3rd person)-
She couldn't take it anymore. All this anger, guilt, and sadness coming to haunt her forever. She couldn't wait for the cliff at the end of the river. A lone tear falling from her eye, she held the gun to her head. "Soon, my dear child, we will be united once again, but this time..." She pulled the trigger. "It's forever...." She said with a few final breaths. "I...miss...you...Jakey...." was all that was heard as her last breath followed.
-Jake's POV-
Somehow, I heard a gunshot, and seconds later, I heard my mother's voice. "I...miss...you...Jakey...." Great. Not only to add to the fact that I was trapped again, my mother just killed herself. Fuck me. "Did you guys hear that?" I asked, trying not to stutter. "What?" The group asked. Without another word, I ran off in the direction of my old house.
