Alice's P.O.V.
I laid upon my bed of clouds in my heavenly bedroom, feeling miserable.
William, my loving husband, was spending eternity in Hell. Forever isolated from his children. Trapped in whatever that place of the damned was.
As for Michael, my oldest son, he had seemingly disappeared. I hadn't heard from him in a few weeks, which was extremely worrying.
Y/n, Michael's girlfriend when they were alive, popped in. "Any news from Michael? Anything at all?" Her e/c eyes were brimming with tears, filled with desperation and dread.
I sighed. "I'm sorry, but I haven't heard from him." I then started to so, 4 weeks of stress and restlessness poured out of my body, until I was shaking. Each sob ripped from my throat like a dying animal. I had lost two of the people I loved in my life, with little or no hope of seeing them ever again.
Y/n joined me, and together we grieved for Michael, who could be gone forever. My loveable son. Gone for good. It was a thought I dreaded to process.
Michael had been a gifted child, adept with his hands and his brain. He was also an excellent athlete, although he never joined any teams when I was alive. He was simply too young. Michael around the time of my death was already reading through his father's blueprints for Fredbear and SpringBonnie and had been building a female fox animatronic he had dubbed Foxiette.
After I had passed, I kept my eyes on Michael, wondering why he had rigged the car and watched him become more antisocial, more irrational. He was slowly descending into insanity and I couldn't do anything about it.
The family crumbled away, disintegrating into the sands of time. Elizabeth, then Gabriel, then finally Michael. His creation remained unfinished, never to be completed.
I cried my final tears and separated from Y/n. The poor woman's eyes were red and puffy. She was visibly shaking and tears still trickled down her face, leaving streaks down her cheeks.
Wherever Michael was, I just hoped he would return safely. I had already lost William. I couldn't lose Michael too. I wasn't strong enough.
I began to sing, remembering a song from the back of my mind. It had been a long time since I recorded this tune, and I sang it from the bottom of my heart.
You were my sunshine
My only sunshine.
You made me happy
When skies were grey.
You never knew, dear
How much I loved you.
You made the grey skies go away.
As I began to sing the second verse, I choked on my tears, the fear of losing my son growing stronger than ever. But I had to finish. If Michael could hear this, wherever he was, I wanted him to feel loved.
The other night, dear
As I lay sleeping.
I dreamt I held you
In my arms.
When I awoke, dear
I was mistaken.
So I hung my head and I cried.
By the end, my heart was stinging and my very soul seemed to be sobbing. Y/n held me as I attempted to cry, but no tears came.
The tears I shed would be my last.