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... Dear Tommy,

I'm sorry. I'm sorry about everything. I put you through so much pain and sadness. I can't even imagine how you felt. I'm sorry it had to end the way it did. I'm sorry it had to end at all. I was the glue that held everyone together. Everyone, but myself. But I wasn't immune. I was a crank. I couldn't let you see the insanity that overwhelmed me. The madness in my head was multiplying and I couldn't hold it back much longer. It clouded my mind. It controlled my body. It tortured me slowly killing me from the inside. I'd tear at my skull as if I could pull the Flare right out. But I was your glue. I had to hold you guys together and not tear you apart. I had to. But in the end it was i who fell apart. You shanks were the only thing I had left. I didn't want to hurt you. I had to leave. I had to. I needed to die still a human. But I was to scared to do it myself. Maybe I was afraid I'd fail again. Maybe I was just too much of a coward to pull the trigger. I wasn't strong enough. But you were. Thank you for putting me out of my misery. Thank you for letting me be with Alby and Chuck again. I wish now that I'd been able to get to know you better, to make more memories. But that's not possible now and it's my fault that you have to live with that. When I told you everything was your fault, that I hated you. I just want you to know that I didn't mean any of it. I would never say anything like that to you. Because you're my friend. And I miss you. And Tommy. Thank you. Thank you for everything. Goodbye Tommy.

-Newt