"Magic can be unpredictable. Especially when your dealing with a curse." Arthur said while unlocking the trap door. "There is no telling what could happen. You could lose your wings.... or worse." There was a click and Arthur placed the key in his pocket. He stood up and stared into Alfred's sapphire blue eyes. "You still have a chance to go back. Once we enter this room, you could be dragged into the darkness along with me." Arthur explained, hoping Alfred would change his mind. Alfred smiled and put his hands on Arthur's shoulders, "If it means that I get to be your hero, then that's all that matters to me."

"Just bring him back, please! I don't care what you do to me, just bring his memories back!" Arthur yelled with helplessness, his entire body trembling. His tears soaked the hard floor beneath him. A sod escaped his mouth as his shaking hands picked up a crumpled letter. "please..." He begged. Oliver couldn't help it, he burst into fits of laughter. "You're absolutely pathetic!" He clutched his stomach, gasping for breath. "Can't you see? All of this nonsense and hard work isn't going to get you anything. No matter how hard you try nothing is going to help. He's gone."