He walked around his bakery cleaning up after a day of selling his bread and pastries but as he did he kept repeating one phrase, "It's my fault it's all my fault." The Baker had not too long before received news that his boyfriend had died in combat. His boyfriend that had only enlisted to keep the doors of the bakery open. But now that he was gone the Baker wasn't sure what he could do. So he took one last look around the shop before turning off the light and stepping out the door for one last time. And one thought went through his mind as he walked to the nearby woods. "I can't live without him." The only note the Baker left that night was on the tree where he was found carved onto the side of it were two words, "My Fault."