Sammy checked every inch of his old home, still screaming out names of those he knew. "Norman?" rechecks the animation department. "My lord?" Down the halls. 

No one was there.

Spring and Sans waited on top of a building next to Fazbear's Fright, waiting for their friend.

"Do you regret leaving?" Spring asked after a long pause.

"...no." came the silent reply.

Both knew that Sans missed his home.

Finally Sammy came up the ladder to reunite with the group.

"Hey, Sam." Spring greeted.

To everyone's surprise, he shoved the animatronic.

"How could you!?" he screamed, tears streaming like rivers down the mask. "Everyone is gone, and you had the audacity to ruin everything!"

Thunder boomed overhead.

"Sammy, what are you-"

"You did this!" he sobbed, kicking and punching.

"Stop it!" Sans yelled from afar.

"You did this, you did this!" Sammy yelled as lightning came down and lit Fazbear's Fright on fire.

"Sammy, please-"

He snatched the axe out of his satchet and swung. It caught him in the shoulder, and he staggered close to the edge, hissing in pain.

Sammy made his last mistake.

He lept at him, screaming accusations at Spring. He missed and clung to the edge of the building, dangling over the flames.

"Sammy..." Spring had his hand clamped over his wrist. "Listen, Sammy, it's okay, we're okay."

"No!" he swung the axe at his arm, cutting off the only thing holding him there.

"Sammy NO!" Spring's scream pierced the air as his best friend plummeted into the fire.

His screech of pain followed the musician down and down.

Spring let one tear drop before throwing himself in.

Sans watched. "Heh. So this is how it ends. This is it." He peered over into the burning building. "They die. Game over."

A sad smile graced his face. "So what happens to me? Guess I'll never know."

And he weeps.

The end.