It's been years. I thought I was finally free, only to realize that thought in itself meant I haven't forgotten. I have come to the conclusion that I will never experience the joys of freedom to its full extent, as true freedom means forgetting the torment that no longer holds me in its iron grip.
Guess what, I found your two brothers, and I brought this ancient door, I want you all to go inside *I immediately run, wanting a headstart to get away*