This was it. The moment. The moment where it would all happen. When would it start? Nowhere, never. That's when it all started. The animators, Saber and Skyler, had been friends for all their life. Skyler always had something strange about him. The somewhat crazed look in his eyes, the Amount of red shirts, smelling of something different than smoke. The essence of death emanated from him, and that was the thing that I last smelled before I saw the black...