You reach out your hand, tears streaming down your face, and a silent cry escaping your lips, as you watched your sibling and best friend die. You start to get up in the heavy rain, but slip and try again, slowly slipping and sliding your way over to them. As you reach them, you hear someone attempting to sneak up behind you. You turn, and immediately feel pain. You look down. A sword..? You think as you begin to lose consciousness at the sight of a sword stabbing you in the stomach, from blood loss, and from the pain and sadness you felt. Slowly, slowly. You began to slip into the black that seemed to surround you, until..
There was nothing.