In advance I apologize for the delays on all of my stories. I've been very busy with classes and most of my time is consumed working on a huge essay. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the conclusion to my very first completed story.

I do not own any characters all credit goes to the amazing Scott Cawthon.

The same question continued to flood my mind, why? The images of him standing over me in my final moments haunted me. The thing that probably scared me the most about that day, were his eyes. They were the eyes that had comforted me when I had lost it all. The psychotic look made me shake in fear. It was even more terrifying then those animtrotics that killed me, heh they seemed like a dream now.

I was floating again it seemed normal. The dim lights flickering above my head as I floated down the hall. Yet, it was different because ahead of me I heard, talking? It wasn't any of the toys voice box I knew that cause they were still in the office shoving me in a suit.

I continued down the hall wishing I could go faster. Yet I was forced to continue at the same slow speed. The voice continued to ramble on but I was to far to make out what the voice was saying. After a few minutes I finally made it to the end of the hall. I stopped as I saw who was talking. It was that mysterious looking guard, Mike. He had stopped a young lady asking her questions nonstop. "Where am I? Why is everyone ignoring me? Why aren't you answering me?" His voice was pleading with the woman. Yet she was helpless and shook her head from side to side, her eyes reflecting the pain of a life time.

The young woman dissapered as she was pulled into a game. The male security guard looked around his eyes reflecting his helplessness. Then he floated over to me his eyes digging into my own. "P-please w-where am I-I?" His voice was laced with pain as he begged for an answer, anything.

I opened my mouth to answer the poor guard, but nothing came out. I just looked at him helplessly as he rained questions on me. All I heard was the sound of his voice his worlds slurred together. Another why question slipped into my mind, why couldn't I speak but Mike could? The blue eyed security guard finally got bored and passed through me.

My artificial skin instantly got covered in goose bumps. A shiver rippled through my body as I lost all feeling in my body. I started to get shorter the other security guard looking down at me. Suddenly I was surrounded by all the animtrotics and the other security guard. They were all pointing at me, laughing.

I felt my eyes well up as they laughed. I felt my cheeks get warm as tears ran down them. I watched as the background turned black. Their laughs turned to the ones that had tormented me when I was a child. I put my head in my hands as their laughs got louder. This continued for several minutes until it suddenly stopped.

I dared to look up to see Mike was replaced with...Scott. This wasn't the one that had wanted to kill me but the one who had been my best friend . He held his hand out to me and I put my hand in his. Scott tightened his grip on my hand as he pulled me up. I smiled to him as he smiled back.

Scott touched my face and I flushed up as he reached his hand back. His hand was wet and then I realized I had been crying. "No reason to cry there Jeremy. I'm not going to hurt you." Scott said playfully as I smiled. He always knew just how to make me smile.

"Unfortunately Jeremy I'm not here for to long. In fact I just came to bring you news. I'm not going to be able to update this game anymore because fans are awaiting the next game." The creator said with a serious face. My smile faded as I realized this is the last time I'd see him. Then I opened my mouth to rain him with questions but Scott just shook his head. I closed my mouth as he continued on.

"You see I gave you the memory's so you could see the truth. I couldn't stand keeping it from you. I never knew it would make you so miserable. I hope this will cheer you up. I'm giving you a voice so you can be happy again." The creator said with a smile but it was easy to see tears in his eyes. I realized that tears had been running down my own face and I hugged the creator tightly.

"Please..." I begged him my voice strained. I felt his body quiver as I held onto him. His sobs were quiet but in the silence in of the room it was easy to detect.

"I love you Jeremy." The creator said as he rubbed my back and it just made more useless tears fall down my face. Who would have ever thought I'd be crying the first time he told me he loved me?

"I-I love you to Scott." I said after a number of minutes and then he was gone. I felt myself shaking as I felt weak ,my legs starting to wobble. I knew what was coming as I lurched forward, my face meeting the ground. Then the world went dark but it did with a smile on my face.

I opened my eyes a familiar face above me...Scott! Then it transformed into the security guard Mike's face. His mouth was moving but I couldn't hear anything. Then I felt myself being pushed up from behind. I sat up to see that the other security guard standing over me. Now I could hear his words clearly. "Hey there bud you okay now? Are you still dilsuonal?"

"N-no I'm f-fine." I mumbled though to say the least my body ached everywhere. I looked around me to see I was in one of the party rooms. Then I looked down to see I was in my floating form but I wasn't...floating? Being so confused didn't help my aching much it all it just made it that much worse. I rubbed my head as I tried to focus what was going on. Then the next thing I knew I was back on the floor. This time I never quite woke up, actually I may have but I just cant do it anymore. My mind is often wandering, and pondering the intentions of Scott.

Heh, that Scott he's a amazing guy the best man you'll meet. I never did wake up from my dream of us living a happy life together. I guess I got to have some end to my story or else I can just ramble on and on. So the moral of this story is life may seem dark but at least your not trapped in a video game.

The End~

To think I was going to end this with a nice little ending that wraps all this up. Yet the story shall forever burn into your mind. Wondering why Jeremy couldn't let go, why Mike could speak, why Jeremy had a voice in the end, ah how I love open ended stories. Anyway I hope you guys have enjoyed this story as it comes to a close. Rember that even in your darkest times there will be a Scott waiting to comfort you.

Its all in your mind...

~Cindy Foxies