It feels like FNaF has become so much of a joke around the internet nowadays, and people seem to forget how sad FNaF’s story really is. Poor Charlotte.😢
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends For All Of Us.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well it’s in your nature to protect the innocent I’m sorry I’m that day. The day were shut out and left die. No one was here to lift you into there arm the way you lifted others into yours and then what became of you I should have you won’t be consent to disappear not my daughter. I couldn’t save you then so let me save you now it’s time to rest for you and those you have carried into your arms. This ends for all of us.
My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return aswell. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. Im sorry on that day The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. gave me goosebumps
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends. For all of us. End communication.
My daughter, if you can hear me... i knew you would return as well... it's in your nature to protect the innocentim sorry that on that day, the day that you where shut out, and left to die no one was there to lift you up into their arms... the way you lifted others into yours... -henry emily
Hija mía si estás ahí Lamento que ese día, en el que te excluyeron y te dejaron morir... Nadie estuviera allí para levantarte en sus brazos, así como levantaste a otros con los tuyos.Debería haber sabido que no estarías contenta de desaparecer, no mi hija. No pude salvarte en ese entonces, así que déjame salvarte ahora.Es hora de descansar, para ti y para aquellos que llevaste en tus brazos...Esto termina, para todos nosotros. Fin de comunicación
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then what became of you. I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear. It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
The lore: Some kids left Charlotte Emily outside of Fredbears Diner. Henry Emily made Marionette puppet to protect Charlotte, but William Afton, (The purple guy) destroyed Marionette puppet and Took/killed Charlotte. Currently she possesses Marionette. Some other FNaF lore at 10 likes 😎
For most of you, I think there is peace, and perhaps warmth after the smoke clears for one of you the darkest pits of hell has open to swallow you whole, so don’t keep the devil waiting old friend
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends
It’s even more horrifying when realize afton wasn’t a stranger to Charlie. We don’t know how close he and Henry were but at the very least he was her dad’s longtime business partner, there’s no way she didn’t know him as a sort of family friend. Can you imagine? Your locked out in the rain, scared, alone, no one will let you back inside and out of the dark your dad’s work partner (or even uncle figure) approaches you and for a moment you think “oh that’s strange” but your just so relieved he’s here, and then you see the knife. I mean the horror and fear of that moment is talked about a lot but can you imagine the BETRAYAL??
Scrap Baby] You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you? No, this was a gift. For us. You gathered them all together, in one place. Just like he asked you to. All of those little souls in one place. Just for us, a gift. Joe Jonas “Work It Out” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified Now, we can do what we were created to do. And be complete. I will make you proud, Daddy. Watch, listen, and be full. (*Beep*) [Cassette Man] Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends. For all of us. End communication. (*Beep*)
Omg i always think why did will do that to his bestfriends daughter thats just jacked up bro henery and charlie are both some of my favorites this so sad😭🧡
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth- if you still even remember that name. You are not hеre to receivе a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection, and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit. A maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, and somehow out of reach. But you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened up to swallow you whole, So don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then what became of you. I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear. It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us.
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You're not here to receive that gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called. you have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing or not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want, that you are right where you where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am near by. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped behind in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for some of you, the darkest pit of hell has appeared to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me I knew that you would return as well. It's in you're nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry on that day, the day you were shut out left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms, the way you lifted others into yours. And then what became of you? I should of known you wouldn't be contempt to just disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest. For you and those you have carried into your arms this ends, for all of us. End communication.
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened up to swallow you whole, So don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then what became of you. I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear. It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
Connection terminated I’m sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth if you still even remember that name but I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed you are not here to receive a gift nor have you been called here by the individual you assume although you have indeed been called you have been called here into a labyrinth of sounds and smells misdirection and misfortune a labyrinth with no exit a maze with no prize you don’t even realize that you are trapped your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles chasing the cries of children always seeming so near it’s somehow out of reach but you will never find them none of you will this is where your story ends and to you my brave volunteer who some how found this job listing not intended for you although there was a way out planned for you I have a feeling thats not what you want I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be I am remained as well i am near by this place will not be remebered and the memory of every thing that started this can finally begin to fade away as every tragedy should and to you monsters still trapped in the corridors be still and give up your spirits they don’t belong to you for most of you I believe there is peace and perhaps more Waiting for you after the smoke clears although for one of you the darkest and of hell has opened to swallow you whole so don’t keep the devil waiting my friend my daughter if you can hear me I knew you would return as well it’s in your nature to protect the innocent I’m sorry on that day the day you were shut out and left to die no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours and then what became of him I should’ve known you wouldn’t be content to disappear not my daughter I couldnt save you then so let me save you now it’s time to rest and for those you have carried in your arms this ends for all of us in the communication.
What if the security puppet came before William Afton killed Charlie and the security puppet took Charlie back to the restaurant and Charlie was not killed by William afton
“Connection Terminated. I’m sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed, you are not here to receive a gift nor have you been called here by the individual you assumed. Although you have indeed been called, you have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune, a labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don’t even realize you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you into endless circles chasing the prize of children and some unseen chamber almost seeming so near but somehow out of reach. But you’ll never find them, none of you will. This is where you’re story end’s…and to you, my dear brave volunteer who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that’s not what you want,I have a feeling you are right where you want to be…I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that has started this can finally begin to fade away as every agony of tragedy should…and to you monsters trapped in the corridors…be still and give up you’re spirits, they don’t t belong to you. For most of you I believe there is peace and perhaps more after this smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole so don’t keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well, it’s in you’re nature to protect the innocent. I’m sorry on that day that you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others up into your’s and then what became of you. I should’ve known you wouldn’t be content to disappear not my daughter…I couldn’t save you then, so let me save you now. It’s time to rest for you and for those you have carried into you’re arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.”
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, more. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends. For all of us. End communication. (*Beep*)
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber. Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But, you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer. Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this. Can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm. Waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you. The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me. I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up in their arms. The way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends. For all of us. End communication.
It feels like FNaF has become so much of a joke around the internet nowadays, and people seem to forget how sad FNaF’s story really is. Poor Charlotte.😢
There's nothing we can do😔
My name is also Charlotte 😰
Charlotteemily 😢😢😢😭😭😭🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤😭😭😭😞😢😟😫😭👧🏻🖤😭
I started sobbing hearing the sound, my poor 2/3 year old. When Charlotte died the puppet gained the tears, lipstick, stripes and white glowing eyes.
No, i'm pretty sure it only gained the tear streaks
@@augustolivestar The puppet gained lipstick the white glowing eyes as well as the tears, the original had rosy cheeks with green glowing dot eyes.
@@SpaceNerdNat ahh, okay thanks for clarifying :)
So that's how puppet got tears
Yes 👍🏼
Yep
Yes!
@@Starwars19283GURL YOU LIKE MICHAEL AFTOM ME TOO GURL
yes
The fnaf lore is brutal, sad, interesting, crazy, and horrific.
Dang Henry should’ve made puppet waterproof
XD
Well I doubt the puppet was ever meant to be outside
Henry dropped the hardest speech bru
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
MIKE , HENRY, HEEEEELP MIKE HEEEEEEELP
Bravo its the video
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Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends
For All Of Us.
This is underrated asf
IT"S DAFUQBOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
nvm
fr
@@JamesSanchez-r7s skibidi toulet guy?
Just thinking of Henry's voice makes me tear up like the puppet😢
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
When I saw her get killed and the puppet getting tears it made me want to cry and throw up. It’s just so sad.😭😭😭😭😭😭
I feel really guilty.
Well my future isnt bright as i thought it would be......
Very good edit Charlotte Emily is one of my fav characters
:)❤
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well it’s in your nature to protect the innocent I’m sorry I’m that day. The day were shut out and left die. No one was here to lift you into there arm the way you lifted others into yours and then what became of you I should have you won’t be consent to disappear not my daughter. I couldn’t save you then so let me save you now it’s time to rest for you and those you have carried into your arms. This ends for all of us.
tthe music makes it sadder
Dude this is so sad, I cried
this is amazing, keep up the hard work!!!❤
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return aswell.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
Im sorry on that day
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
gave me goosebumps
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.
Ik it’s just a game but that hit hard 😊
It not just a gane
@@tyquishagibson9499it was also out childhood
(I know you know)
🎭I love puppet!...
😭💔
Tyyyy
That feel me so bad😢 Congratulations my boy😊😊 that's so cool vid😊😊😊
Thanks!
Willam: you should have gave me my five dollars henry
Henry: "THAT WAS 30 YEARS AGO DAMNIT"
Willam: sorry old sport i needed the five dollars but to late :)
My daughter if you can hear me..
My daughter, if you can hear me... i knew you would return as well... it's in your nature to protect the innocentim sorry that on that day, the day that you where shut out, and left to die no one was there to lift you up into their arms... the way you lifted others into yours...
-henry emily
No one was there to lie you in their arms ,like you lift others in yours
Personal😔
I love this. This is amazing👌
Thank you :D
Hija mía si estás ahí Lamento que ese día, en el que te excluyeron y te dejaron morir...
Nadie estuviera allí para levantarte en sus brazos, así como levantaste a otros con los tuyos.Debería haber sabido que no estarías contenta de desaparecer, no mi hija. No pude salvarte en ese entonces, así que déjame salvarte ahora.Es hora de descansar, para ti y para aquellos que llevaste en tus brazos...Esto termina, para todos nosotros. Fin de comunicación
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours.
And then what became of you.
I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear.
It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends for all of us.
End communication.
This edit made me cry, very good
The fact that she was only 3 years old
That’s only in books
@@AtifaKhanNY
When does it say that in the games?
@@AtifaKhanNY When does it ever say that?
no she was like 10
@@RasikGollamandala
the books are canon but idk abt the games.
Omg this Cute Artstyle keep distracting me from how sad this is 😭
The lore:
Some kids left Charlotte Emily outside of Fredbears Diner. Henry Emily made Marionette puppet to protect Charlotte, but William Afton, (The purple guy) destroyed Marionette puppet and Took/killed Charlotte. Currently she possesses Marionette.
Some other FNaF lore at 10 likes 😎
Nine like
Hey I love this video, do you mind if I show my daughter Charlotte?
For most of you, I think there is peace, and perhaps warmth after the smoke clears for one of you the darkest pits of hell has open to swallow you whole, so don’t keep the devil waiting old friend
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends
Willam’s speech to his son:
"MICHEAL, DON'T LEAVE ME HEREEEE"
@@jepjep6740the speech that William gave when micheal or Henry burnt down the pizzeria, I forgot who but probably one of them.
@@RekyRiddles62 it's Henry.
I am sorry, Charlotte.
It’s even more horrifying when realize afton wasn’t a stranger to Charlie. We don’t know how close he and Henry were but at the very least he was her dad’s longtime business partner, there’s no way she didn’t know him as a sort of family friend. Can you imagine? Your locked out in the rain, scared, alone, no one will let you back inside and out of the dark your dad’s work partner (or even uncle figure) approaches you and for a moment you think “oh that’s strange” but your just so relieved he’s here, and then you see the knife. I mean the horror and fear of that moment is talked about a lot but can you imagine the BETRAYAL??
Scrap Baby]
You played right into our hands.
Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you?
No, this was a gift. For us.
You gathered them all together, in one place.
Just like he asked you to.
All of those little souls in one place.
Just for us, a gift.
Joe Jonas “Work It Out” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified
Now, we can do what we were created to do.
And be complete.
I will make you proud, Daddy.
Watch, listen, and be full.
(*Beep*)
[Cassette Man]
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.
(*Beep*)
Omg i always think why did will do that to his bestfriends daughter thats just jacked up bro henery and charlie are both some of my favorites this so sad😭🧡
Bro im crying this is too sad.
So underrated
A fnaf character has the same name as me 😮 (Charlotte)
This looks so cool
Thanks!
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth- if you still even remember that name.
You are not hеre to receivе a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection, and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit.
A maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, and somehow out of reach.
But you will never find them.
None of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you,
Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well.
I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away.
As every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened up to swallow you whole,
So don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours.
And then what became of you.
I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear.
It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends for all of us.
Off the sad note, anyone getting FPE vibes from the design?
Daddy……. It’s ok I love you forever you’re the best!
Henny is okay is time for me to go goodbye henny🥹
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You're not here to receive that gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called. you have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing or not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want, that you are right where you where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am near by. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped behind in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for some of you, the darkest pit of hell has appeared to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me I knew that you would return as well. It's in you're nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry on that day, the day you were shut out left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms, the way you lifted others into yours. And then what became of you? I should of known you wouldn't be contempt to just disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest. For you and those you have carried into your arms this ends, for all of us. End communication.
Charlotte protects the innocent
*Cassidy takes care of the guilty*
That's actually pretty accurate.
Someone please draw them back to back like some kind of police sitcom
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well.
I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away.
As every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened up to swallow you whole,
So don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours.
And then what became of you.
I should've known you wouldn't be content to disappear.
It's time to rest, for you and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends for all of us.
End communication.
Beep*
I would do it again if I could
The gameplay: 😁😱😊
The lore: 😳 😢
Fnaf game! 👍😃🌈💀
Fnaf lore:😭😭😭😭😭😭😢💀💀💀
Charlie is the real victim getting killed by your father's best friend that'd be a bad way to go
💜
Cool.
.
@@HenrysFavoriteChild i was charlie 3 months ago-
Como se llama la cancion de fondo 😭😭😭esque no me la se y me gusta 😩
The song is called "It's been so long"
❤️❤️
Connection terminated I’m sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth if you still even remember that name but I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed you are not here to receive a gift nor have you been called here by the individual you assume although you have indeed been called you have been called here into a labyrinth of sounds and smells misdirection and misfortune a labyrinth with no exit a maze with no prize you don’t even realize that you are trapped your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles chasing the cries of children always seeming so near it’s somehow out of reach but you will never find them none of you will this is where your story ends and to you my brave volunteer who some how found this job listing not intended for you although there was a way out planned for you I have a feeling thats not what you want I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be I am remained as well i am near by this place will not be remebered and the memory of every thing that started this can finally begin to fade away as every tragedy should and to you monsters still trapped in the corridors be still and give up your spirits they don’t belong to you for most of you I believe there is peace and perhaps more Waiting for you after the smoke clears although for one of you the darkest and of hell has opened to swallow you whole so don’t keep the devil waiting my friend my daughter if you can hear me I knew you would return as well it’s in your nature to protect the innocent I’m sorry on that day the day you were shut out and left to die no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours and then what became of him I should’ve known you wouldn’t be content to disappear not my daughter I couldnt save you then so let me save you now it’s time to rest and for those you have carried in your arms this ends for all of us in the communication.
What if the security puppet came before William Afton killed Charlie and the security puppet took Charlie back to the restaurant and Charlie was not killed by William afton
“Connection Terminated. I’m sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed, you are not here to receive a gift nor have you been called here by the individual you assumed. Although you have indeed been called, you have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune, a labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don’t even realize you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you into endless circles chasing the prize of children and some unseen chamber almost seeming so near but somehow out of reach. But you’ll never find them, none of you will. This is where you’re story end’s…and to you, my dear brave volunteer who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that’s not what you want,I have a feeling you are right where you want to be…I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that has started this can finally begin to fade away as every agony of tragedy should…and to you monsters trapped in the corridors…be still and give up you’re spirits, they don’t t belong to you. For most of you I believe there is peace and perhaps more after this smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole so don’t keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well, it’s in you’re nature to protect the innocent. I’m sorry on that day that you were shut out and left to die. No one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others up into your’s and then what became of you. I should’ve known you wouldn’t be content to disappear not my daughter…I couldn’t save you then, so let me save you now. It’s time to rest for you and for those you have carried into you’re arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.”
William is terrible person but still his son died his daughter died his other died on a fire and william died 4 times...
wait so puppet is charlotte/charlie??!!
Took you long enough 😅
ITS ME >:D
sad
🙁
she was only 3 years old, 1890-1893
1800?!
you mean 1990-1993?
He die rip ):
Full comic on my channel! Here:
ua-cam.com/video/ZT0jL8busr0/v-deo.htmlsi=VyYNRQKI6FjzYvvQ
😨
Why are there so many little kids in these comments?!
It's Charlie Emily
W edit L charletee
WHAT 8S THIS BACKGROUND SONG CALLED I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS FOR SO LONG
It's...Been so Long? By TLT?
my guy has been searching forever for a really popular song
I did Not Deserve that
........
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, more.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.
(*Beep*)
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.