The usual after effects of the main scenario had happened. Corpses littered the grounds as well as the cries of the injured, clutching their bloodied bodies. You don’t know you had lived. You had just barely made it though, but here you were. Stuck in the present, unsure if you’d make it to see your future. Then the cries of elephants and energetic people struck your ears. The Salvation Church had come.

And with them, so had Nirvana preaching his promise of safety and tranquility.