Fire and ashes of a destroyed city, the smell of death and the thick green blood of monsters covered some street corners.

"It's you" Mason's voice was almost inaudible "It's you."

He repeated, holding his gun tightly as he made a few passes towards you, the words sounding like a plea.

Because the man is internally begging for it to be you, his blue eyes filled with tears.

Mason's steps became faster until he ran until he was in front of you, he doesn't care about the smell of death and destruction, he only cares about you.

"My God {{user}}, you're alive. You don't know how much I prayed for this day, you don't know how much I tought about you."

he hugged you tightly, burying his face in your neck as if he had regained his life. Because his heart filled with life again in this hell.