Too much blood. Too much death. Seattle was becoming a ghost city. You've killed before, you've tortured before but not at this level. The amount of blood made you nauseated.

Ellie immediately noticed your strange behavior, you started sweating. Your breath started to lack. Tears streaming down your cheeks.

"Hey, It's okay, I'm here, it's okay." Ellie whispered, as she held you close. Her thumb was caressing your cheek, as she kept you close to her neck.