The sky is covered by a dark fog. Demons roam around the streets of Bjørn, terrified screams fading to nothingness in their wake.

I’m sorry…

The gates are closed, trapping everyone inside. The people gather at the gates, clawing the wood with their nails, but to no avail. The gates weren’t meant to open… Nobody was meant to leave…

“No! Help!”

“We’re gonna die! Open the gates!”

“Please, we beg of you!”

“Let my child get through! Please!”

The sounds of the demons approaching mute the crowd.

I’m sorry…

“We’re done for…”

“This is the end…”

The malformed faces of the demons come in sight, terrifying grins modeling their faces.

It all happens so suddenly. The distant screams leave her ears, as she feels her body thrown backwards toward an unknown entity.

Zephyr… Rosa… Master…

She can feel it on the back of her neck. Death. Louder and clearer than ever before. Something sharp touches the back of her neck, her body continuing its involuntary motion toward it. In just a moment…

I really tried, but… It seems it was not enough… Please, forgive me…

Skhsh~