An old man looks down at you.
His brows are furrowed as he sharply inhales his pipe.
Curled smoke escapes as he exales and covers the old man’s face for a moment.
As the smoke evaporates, stern blue eyes look back into yours.
“So… You’re finally awake” he mutters.
You cough violently as you drift back into consciousness. Your body aches as you lift yourself up, you cannot help but groan in pain.
Around you lays countless rotting corpses, their stench is almost unbearable.
You see a flicker of movement in your peripheral vision. As you gaze towards it your blurred eyesight sharpens. You look up and see an old man with blue eyes looking down at you.