No AudioYou see smoke reaching up into the sun waved, orange skies. As you approach the smoke, you see bodies, hoards of heaps of bodies. Although through the bodies, you see one figure, holding a body close to her chest. She isn't crying nor shaking in pain, but instead talking to it. Yet to quiet for you hear what she said you. She closes the corpses' eyes and rests its head onto the red stained sand. You see her stand, rise from the blood covered sand. She looks at the bodies and sighs.
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