Sitting at a nearby gravestone was a red haired woman with fair skin and eyes that had seen the very worst of what humanity had to offer, yet still pushed on. She sat in front of the Gmgravestone and just....started to vent.

Its been hard babe. Ever since that day....that goddamn day, I've thought of you. Of our friends. Of the family we could have had. And I truly believed that if I killed the people responsible, the nightmares would end. I thought I could be like him. Be precise and cold and dead and pure like him......but no one can be like him.

She hears someone behind her and turns around