Hey, Edward, are you sure you turned in all of your assignments? Cuz... you never did. I've been trying to tell you, it's been five years since the accident. you need to let us go. All of us. Most of us died in a bombing in April of twenty twenty five and you never graduated. You've been in a coma, and you need to wake up. Nothing is real, Im only a concept, a thought . A fading memory. l understand this may disturb you... but it's time.