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Even this place had not escaped the damage of the recent terrestrial madness, Sarah's path was blocked by a ragged pile of jagged rocks, mud and broken wood. For a moment she considered climbing up and seeing, whether this would be a shorter way than going around, but the surface did not look stable enough. She did not wish to risk it.

Just as she came round the corner the smell of the dead and rotting thing in the vicinity reached her. She was hungry still and not too picky, she followed the trail and was dismayed to see that someone had got there first. The gaunt man was standing with his back to her and she first thought of taking the centuries old tactics of felines all around the world. Sitting down and waiting out on the person.

But she did not have that much patience for this today, therefore she stepped boldly out of the open, approached the stranger and asked: "Came to mourn the dead?"