It's Me

An ending

Taylor sat back on the chair at the same office Afton had confronted Golden Freddy and Springtrap on when he had first found out Springtrap betrayed him. They were down the corridor from where Bonnie and Golden Freddy were shot dead.

The bloodied, mangled body of William Afton was just across the room from her. That was her doing, too.

Taylor giggled at the thought of the lives she had brought to an end. She had finally booked. Gone. Dead inside.

All the things she'd done had taken its toll on her mind. But, eventually, that screaming headache, that painful migraine you inherit at the start of insanity soon fades away into nothingness and you're able to just laugh at the guilt and shake it off.

And it turns you into a monster.

Where was she? Currently sitting in the old Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. The place where William had killed those five kids. He really was heartless. Taylor was worse. Unlike Afton, she didn't blink an eye killing anyone. She didn't care. Afton and at least had regrets, been tortured in his sleep by Nightmares to come. Taylor, on the other hand, welcomed them like she would an old friend.

Taylor considered the bad things she'd done, not as crimes, but as reasons. Reasons as to why she had power over life and death. The rush of adrenaline from having a weapon at hand was satisfying to her. The thrill of the kill she felt...

It was almost a sin. In her mind it wasn't.

In reality, she was the baddest of the bad, and damn, it felt good. She was proud of herself. In her mind, it was all a bad dream.

Life, in a way, is just like a dream. It starts off good, and then gets slowly worse and worse until you suddenly find yourself knee deep in bills, with kids wrecking the house and some kind of spouse who either does too much or does nothing at all, with no in-between. And when you die, you wake up. Nightmares, to Taylor, start off horribly, but slowly get better as you pull forward, then, you run into a wall, and you stay there, stuck, until you die.

And that would be like greeting a friend.

After all, that's all Nightmares are, right? Friends come to visit us after a long time. Come to remind us they were still there. In any way, shape or form, there was always going to be something on that wall. A message in blood, some creepy slender note like thing, a drawing, a note, anything. And until the nightmare ends, that something will be constantly reminding you about the things you've done.

Taylor sits alone, now, in a darkened mental asylum. Across the days, she manages to terrify endless people into quitting. Scared nurses walk past, and Taylor will burst into laughter, knowing they have come for her. The nurse hesitates before going inside.

"What's wrong? Why are you scared?" Taylor asks each time it happens.

"It's Me!"