I knew he was gone before anyone else. It lasted so long but finally the chain had broken. The old memories make me want to just.. end this all. It isn't fair. I can't let anyone torture us anymore. He's gone. He's not coming back. Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, Foxy. They don't know and they can't. It snapped; broke. We don't matter anymore. Neither does what we used to be. It's all gone. It's all gone. Every. Single. Memory. Dead. Broken. It can't be fixed.