Chapter 4- Bloodshed

George fell to his knees. Loosing all strength. His head slowly being clouded by sadness and sorrow.

With deep breath he started to scream. Trying to wail his sorrows away.

Slowly he started crying. But instead of tears blood started to come out of his eyes.

Crying and screaming, George slowly swayed with the northern breeze, as to fly with it away.

Three days and three nights George without stop wailed until his breath gave out and exhaustion overcame him.

When George woke up he was still lying next to Maria.

Steeling himself, he slowly picked Maria up and carried her back to the village. There he dug in middle of square a grave. He then put Maria inside, with few drops of blood following, to her eternal resting place.

George then buried every villager or other people who died to the horde. Each one of their graves surrounded Maria's grave creating somewhat sinisterly beautiful scenery.

After he was done, George finally began to try to think about his current state, but his thoughts returned back to Maria's death.

Whole week took George, to somehow put himself together. After that he could clearly think.

First thing was his body. He somehow transformed after passing out. He knew that it had something to do with the monsters and the horde, but he didn't know how precisely.

Ignoring his body he had nothing other to think about other than the horde.

From knowledge George gained from his parents he knew that hordes were always triggered by outside factor. For example a landslide that destroyed liar of monsters.

One thing, to George, was certain. This horde was man made. Just from flashbacks, he knew that those monsters, didn't suffer from malnutrition, nor where they migrating, as it was horde composed of many species.

That left George with thought.

'Who would create such horrifying catastrophe'

Dismissing all thoughts, George started walking, by the tracks of monster, where they came from.

After 5 days of continuous walking George found something other than ruins of villages and blood soaked lands. The thing he found was a wall. In the middle of plains there stood lone wall.

Looking behind it he saw that the tracks of monsters end right inside the wall.

Not wasting time George started to inspect the wall with greater detail. But even if he did anything the wall would just stay glued to its place.