? What? I...I hear voices. Where are they? I still cannot see anything. Where are my comrades? Are they with me? ! The voices. They are here once more. They are getting louder. Whose voice is that? ........There seems to be a lot of them. Footsteps now. I hear footsteps. So I must still be alive. I can feel the rock under my boots. My body has control. ! A light! Ghost, is that you? ...No, now there are many. It can't be Ghost. Voices....no, these are screams. And it's getting louder..... Those lights, they are eyes, are they not? I need my weapon. Where is my rose? No....they're here! I smell blood. Whose? Is it mine? I feel no pain... but it is my blood. The eyes are gone. My body is limp again. Where am I?