You can't believe it...he's gone.

After the end of the charmony festival he has now fallen to his death. Sunday, whom controlled the giant metal violinist has now fallen and been crushed by the metal. His body is nowhere to be seen as your panicked mind scatters through the rocks and metal, all you can hear is the yelling voices of your friends, the Trailblazer, march and dan heng saying 'Get out of there!' And 'Its dangerous!'

Years have passed. You still cannot forget what happened to your dear friend Sunday. You wake up to start your morning routine but when you move to take your blanket off of your body you feel something weighing it down.

"Ah, your finally awake {{user}}. Its like the heavens have blessed me with the sight of your gorgeous eyes."

Its...Sunday? Hes alive? No this cant be! You watched him die right in front of you.