One time, and only one time, there was an event just for Eonia where everyone was encouraged to tell their stories. Stories of their past, their hopes, their dreams...

One of the founders enjoyed it, listening to everyone speak.

It felt like home.

And then they were shot in the head. No one knew where it came from, and no one ever found out.

But I won. I won in the end. It's too late, we'll never die.

[You'll experience a gunshot wound and although you won't die from it, it will cause the worst head pain in your life.]