The silence on the streets of castle town was that like that at 1:30 in the morning, even though the actual time was 3:15 in the afternoon. Instead of the crowded merchant stands and the bustling back alleys, there were was corpses strung across the streets and eerie cries from a distance that could be heard for miles. You could also hear the faint patter of footsteps in rapid succession that came from nearby alley. The young boy had been running for 5 minutes after watching hideous creatures tear his father's throat out. He turned around to see his pursues only to see that they were gaining ground fast he continued to look behind him before tripping over a corpse and seeing the sky for the last time. He had lost all his strength to continue instead he gazed at the sky amazed knowing that oblivion was near the sky was a blood red color,… the shade of nightmares and then all there was, was darkness as the redeads found their prey.