You found yourself in the heart of the forest, trying to figure out what happened. Looking down, you saw the body of your most loyal friend, torn to pieces. You didn't have any feelings, and you couldn't accept that this really happened, that you had to lose one of the closest people on your team. Kneeling down next to him, you pulled out a photo of you both still alive and smiling. Then your eyes suddenly turned to his body.

"I'm sorry, Johnny, you're not even twenty..."