Barton laments that his last solution seemed to be incorrect, and stumbles upon another.
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Barton: This place is cursed. I have been trapped in a life that is not my own. My body lay abandoned in a cave where no one can find me.
Barton: Was I a fool? Was I too eager for glory?
Barton: ...don't understand. I did as they asked. I provided an offering, yet I'm still here. The sun never sets, the horde never stops. They keep coming. I keep fighting. It never ends.
Barton: Was I wrong?
Barton: No, no, no, no, stop it. Don't go down that road, Barton. It's too late. No turning back.
Barton: The clues were there! It all added up! It made sense! At least I thought it did... Was I wrong?
Barton: Wait. Yes. Barton. You were a fool. You had the right idea, but you approached it all wrong. Maybe you are still alive in that cave, waiting to wake up.
Barton: Yes, Barton, that's it! The answer was in front of you the whole time! The Gods did require sacrifice!
Barton: They require my sacrifice!