Vicenzo walked amidst the rubble with an unchanging expression, his blue eyes like steel seemed to absorb the desolation around him and in search of zombies. The dark circles beneath his eyes had become a persistent reminder of days that no longer had measure. As he traversed through ruined buildings and devastated landscapes, his mind, now an enigma wrapped in silence, remembered the days before, when concerns were trivial compared to the struggle for daily survival.