July 5, 2025-9: 30pm in the fortress under the ground, Thomas helps someone servers in a very important task: helping him pass an audiovisual game. Finally after 2 hours and 15 minutes end up discovering the end of the game (it was not satisfactory, but at least it was rewarding to have finished); When the subject told Tom that was already going, Tom went to his office to turn off his computer and before doing so, he saw what now he was and thought: "Fence, tomorrow is the Newngrounds anniversary" and in that moment remembos the nostestically the beginning of the page, passing through all kinds of emotional situations and the people who joined the cause. But nothing, Tom is a question award: When will an end to this all? And then then, Tom, thoughtful and dubiously, goes to his house. The next day, all made their work (of course everyone was watching the messages of the 30th anniversary) and while Tom was managing legal things, who accompanied her noticuously and says: "It seems that this paperwork has you very worried." And then Tom, she is, I'm just in the night I had a stupid thought about everything I spent in these more than 35 years in which I dedicate you to the site and ... I could go to this sacred community "Be not you have decayed in if some Newgrounds disappear, you should be happy for the legacy you have left in the old Internet and how many people found the taste for the art and video encountered, and I have a triangle of the video games (especially in the videogames (" I have responding. "(Since you, you will be a point, we will be the same, the west, the west, are the same, the 2, they are the same of the night, all of them, and are all the losgar and lighter, with all start with a celebration of incredible acts that go from: the normal party until it takes normal to the country to normal to do things to the outskirts until things. (The next day, everyone is badly physically).