We returned home and Jack went back to the afterlife until we needed him again. Myra and I talked about the predicament for a bit.

I finally retreated to my room and sat on my bed. Mangle was in sleep mode, so I didn't get to talk with her.

I sat still and waited. I knew that Golden Freddy would come.

So I waited. And finally, after a few minutes, the golden head appeared in my room in front of me.

"Hello...Purple Guy." I said.

"Greetings to you too, Logan." He said in an almost friendly tone. "So, are you ready to make a wish?"

"Yes, yes I am." I answered.

"Very good, but know this, there is no turning back." He warned.

"I know this, and I'm ready to-" I said, but was cut off by a sound.

Both Purple Guy and I turned to see what the sound was.

"They're here." He said.

"Who's here?" I asked.

"The nightmares." Purple Guy answered. "They're here to kill you."

"How do I beat them?" I asked.

"Hurry and make the wish!" Purple Guy stated.

"You're just trying to trick me, aren't you?!" I shouted.

"No, for the first time in my life, I'm telling the truth!" He argued. "If you're half of the soul dies, then I'm trapped here forever!"

It was here that I knew I could trust him. He had a true reason to be trusted.

"I'll make you a deal." I said.

He nodded.

"If you help me defeat these nightmares, then I'll make a wish." I stated.

"But if you wish now, then we won't need to fight them." He argued.

He was right. In a way, this was the easy way out. But it would work. I could fix everything. But then I would never meet Mike, Sherry...or Myra. I would never get to have the friendships I've made. But if I made the wish, then all of my old friends would live. Ben, Jack, Kasey, and Cheryl. All of them. I could see my mom again.

Jeremy wouldn't have to go through the pain we've put him through.

I finally decided.

"Purple Guy, I'll make the wish." I stated.

Suddenly, one of them busted through the door. It was the Nightmare version of Mangle. Behind her were the Nightmare Balloon Boy and Nightmare Puppet.

"Hurry, make the wish!" Purple Guy shouted.

The Nightmares began to grab at me and try to pull me away.

"I wish that everything from Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria never happened! That it was John Schmidt's birthday party and everything would return to how it should've been!" I screamed.

"You're wish...is my command." Purple Guy said with a wink.

There was a flash of white.