Wilbur was happy to finally leave this tortures train. He was happy to break the cycle of constantly being left. But he also wasn't sure if the cycle would truly break because he didn't think that anyone was going to be there to see him. It had felt like hundreds of years on that train, so he was at least happy to get off the train. The train finally made it to the train stop. The doors opened, and he let others flow out of the train before him. He stepped out of the train into the crowd. And just as the crowd died off, he saw someone familiar. She had beautiful shoulder-length orange hair, a long green dress with white sleeves, and a bag. As the woman turned around, Wilbur knew it was her. It was Sally! She was there just for him! As he ran to her, she dropped her bag so that they could hug. "Wilbur!" Sally exclaimed happily. "Sally" Wilbur said, finally feeling a rush of relief. He wasn't alone anymore. They both fell to the ground, still hugging. They could have spent 100 years just in each others arms again. No Schlatt, no Quackity, no Tommy, just them. After a while, "Sally," Wilbur began, "You have made me forget how horrible the world is, how did you do it?" "Well Wilbur, I'm not sure." They didn't care how many people were watching them, they were just happy to see each other again.