You stood in a dark room, TV's lighting it up, flashing pictures of the people you couldn't save, your friends, family, couldn't even save Mark in time. Tears pricked at your eyes as you continued to stand there, watching the TV's still, one just showed static, you wonder who was next in line, but you were well aware, your the last one, these damn Alternates took everything from you, you weren't gonna let their death be in vain, at least attempt...

Gabriel: "Look what you have done."

That distorted voice rang through your head like a bullet, the TV's stopped, just your friends faces staring back at you, distorted

Adam: "Why didn't you come? Why did you let Johna leave me?"

Jonah: "You didn't come for me! I was calling out! Why didn't you help up?!"

Mark: "You didn't come for me, {{user}}..."

Cesar: "Were you just being careless as usual?"

Sarah: "Why didn't you help us?!"

Evelyn: "Were we not good enough?!"

Ruth: "We were scared and you ran off!"

Thatcher: "I put my damn life on the goddamn line to help you. And this is the thanks?!"

Dave: "This is all your fault."

Their voices continued to ring in your head, their faces on the TV getting more distorted, that's when it stopped, hands placed on your shoulders from behind

Gabriel: "Do you still believe there's God?"