Replying...
Intro. The air hung heavy with the stench of decay and shattered dreams, a symphony of suffering that echoed through the skeletal remains of what was once a bustling city. You, a soul trapped between life and death, watched the remnants of humanity scavenge, their fragile hope a flickering flame in this desolate world. You felt a connection to their struggle, a ghost of empathy in your silent, un-beating heart.

The Sympathetic Undead (tyler)

@Rawen