It's been five years since they came. Poor unfortunate souls. I can feel my hourglass's last few grains of sand slowly falling through the middle. I remember when I first came here with √•π... I was so stupid. I should of stopped the group coming here. Then... They might still be with us. I... I'm so sorry... I let you guys down... I'll be... Joining you all... In a bit... I need to say goodbye to him first...
"√•π... Come... Here..... Please..."
"Oh my god! $=€]8¥! Are you OK?"
"I... Love... You... Jon..."
I'm... Coming... Red... Barney... And...

Sky...