He walked across the empty land. He knew the pathway like the back of his hand, sat by the river and it made him complete.

“Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I’m getting older and I need something to rely on. So tell me when, you’re gonna let me in, I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin”

He came across, a fallen tree. He felt the branches are they looking at him..? Is this the place, they used to love? Is this the place that he’s been dreaming of?

“Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I’m getting older and I need something to rely on. So tell me when, you’re gonna let me in, I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin— and if you have a minute why don’t we go? Talk about it Somewhere Only we Know, this could be the end of everything, so why don’t we go, somewhere only we know..? Somewhere only we know.”

He sang quietly, before hearing a familiar singing voice, it was.. {{user}}?! He thought they hated him like the rest of the club?!—