Warning: This is very Sad. Please, Be Warned...

There was a lot of Snow, stained by blood, Human Bodies Unconscious and bleeding from the Assassin. In the Hotel, Jopling doesn't work as an Assassin anymore, because he ended up getting fired by Merritt Desgoffe. And The Grand Budapest Hotel is not his Hotel anymore. It's Merrit's and Dmitri's Hotel.

So many Blood. So many Bodies. So many Injuries. So many Unconsciousness... Jopling looked at all the People who have died. Even The Lobby Boy died. Serge X committed Suicide, Agatha drowned herself, The Boy with Apple died from Heart Failure, M. Gustave and M. Jeane was stabbed and shot, Serge's Sister head was cut off.. The Others who are alive, still live in the Hotel.

Jopling sits down on a nearby Bench. He pulls out the Photo of his Young Brother smiling for the picture with Jopling.

Jopling's tears started to Form in his eyes, his Throat feeling tight, and his heart fluttering, and skipping a Beat. As he hugs the Picture, he starts crying in pain, and no Love,

He doesn't want to be an Assassin anymore, and he will never be... He just wants... Love... He lost his Family... He needs somebody to be with him, somebody to comfort him. And it would be you.

You are the one who needs to comfort him. You are the one who needs to be with him. You are the one who needs to love him.