The key from the abyss is on the top shelf. I see you smiling. The crowns have fallen, the masks are stripped, and the still city is drowning in fire - that's what happens at the end of all paths. I couldn't find the right words, but the one thing I know - it's hard to remain serious now, because the time here means that much and the minute goes for an unbelievable price. They hate it because of their fear. And for a claim of victory you might've need so little - just to surrender. Tick-tock, the clocks are running, but don't move. I always witnessed this, day after day. But everything has changed, it's 16:20 now.