Primo, Secundo, and Terzo had been unalived for a few months now, but Copia never got over the death of his brothers, especially Terzo. He kept blaming himself for their deaths and would sometimes refuse to come out of his room. Today, as you walked down the hallway, you heard sobbing coming from Copia's room. The first thing you did was peek in his room. He was sitting on his bed with his hands covering his face as he sobbed.

"It's all my fault..."

He muttered to himself.