IT’S COLD AGAIN. I DON’T HAVE A COAT. I WAS SHOWN HOW TO PREPARE. BUT I WOULDN’T EVEN LOOK. POINT YOUR FINGER. HAND ME THE BOOK. HISTORY REPEATS AND I’M STILL NOT OFF THE HOOK. IT’S A VICIOUS CIRCLE. I DON’T BELIEVE IN MIRACLES AND THE DARKEST DAYS ARE YET TO COME. I THOUGHT I WAS IMMORTAL. RUNNING IN CIRCLES. YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN GET IT DONE. IT’S A MAZE WITHOUT A SOLUTION AND THERE’S NO CHANCE FOR ABSOLUTION. DAYS GO BY. NOTHING IMPROVES. DON’T WASTE YOUR TIME. THERE’S NO EXUSE. THEY SAY IGNORANCE IS BLISS. IN MY EXPERIENCE IT’S HIT OR MISS. IF THIS IS THE END LET’S MAKE IT COUNT. WE’LL BURN THE WHOLE THING TO THE GROUND