(FNAF CROSSOVER. Also, this story uses fan made songs, products, whatever. I don't own any of them, and if I do I will mention it. Also, swearing)

I'm dead. I have been dead for decades. That is a fact, however hard it is to believe. It's actually quite tiring to be dead, though it's more emotional than physical. After a couple of years you just wanna move on and rest. I think you can imagine how tired I am of living while not alive aster existing for decades. Until I finally get an opportunity to be free.

Only it's not that simple. It never is.

I'm in a world of candy-coloured cartoon horses in which the greatest power is the magic of friendship. It's kind of a stark contrast to a not-really-life that's straight out of a horror movie. It's hard to interact with the living after decades of being dead. And I can't avoid them, because they're dead set on being friends.

I doubt that the ponies will still be so kind if they know what I did. I doubt anyone who didn't fully understand the situation would understand. I have to keep lying. And that's not easy when your friends with the embodiment of honesty. And that nosey princess just loves to but in.

It's not gonna be easy, is it? The universe just loves to see me suffer. I'm certain it will make me suffer as much as possible.
"The Final Chapter" isn't finished. It was just the beginning.