Cold, alone. The stench of death on the air. Coughing a retching fills the silence, small sobs can be heard as the carts carry the dead to be burned. Haunting figures clad in black, are they here to help or to harm? Today, tomorrow, maybe the day after, one of them will be your last, after all what else is to be expected upon the island of the dead?
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