He slowly opens his eyes to the pitch black.
Light rhythmic tapping could just be heard over the occasioning rolling thunder. Quickly noticing something's laying on his face so he gives it a head nudge off and attempts to look around. If the stifling space and the smell of earth are any indicators, he's underground too.
No.
HELL no.
Iekk stares at the lid of Maria's grave.
" Fuck this world."