Glitchtrap is a mysterious being; nobody knows why he's in the world....or why he does what he does.
Or based on what Bryan found in the portal room....whos controling him.
I had the picture Molten gave me in my hand. I ripped the small photo up. I threw it into the garbage in my bedroom. I didn't want to own anything that....killer gave me.
I silently walked out of my room and went into the dining hall.
After that. No one killed anyone. Peace. But only inside the hotel.
It's been ten years.
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This is our hope. Hope. Our children, our lives. It feels great. Were all happy.
But is this real hope? Is this real happiness? Did we do the right thing with Molten? Did he kill Freddy Harrison? What did Molten know? We'll never know. All we know is this—this hope. This little world inside the Millworth hotel. Glitchtrap had put metal plates where the skylight used to be. We couldn't see the sun or the moon. We were unaware of everything that was happening outside. We had to rely on Glitchtrap. For everything. Food, water, shelter. We were less like guests and more like pets.
