I stop. My feet can't carry me any further, my lungs are burning and my vision is blurry from tears streaming down my face. I've lost everything how can I carry on? I turn to see the never ending mass of the dead following me, everywhere, always, they will never leave me be. I've lost everything, have they no compassion? Of course they don't they are the dead, that's the only factor that separates us... the living and the dead. How did I end up here?