Samuel's P.O.V

The rain... The thunder... The darkness... Everything was just horrible... The weather condition, the time of day, the situation...

Now I was running with Tiffany. My eye still hurts like the worst headache in the universe.

Tiffany was looking around and avoiding trees while having her shoulder around me and trying to guide me. She looked back at me every so often to make sure that I was still alive. "Don't worry, Sam! We'll get to wherever Ikagura told us to get to!" She said as then I gave a small smile to forget about my currently bleeding eye.

While the both of us were running, a loud lightning clash came as then we fell over something on the ground and I just let go of my eye to see what was going on. Of course, it didn't work. Tiffany may had got knocked out by something... I couldn't tell. She wasn't responding. I just coughed as then I looked over and started to lay on my back and have rain just fall down on me. Maybe this is what it's like to go through death. It sure it pretty chaotic and crazy.

Just as I thought of that, I heard some footsteps coming over to this was and I looked over to see three silhouettes coming to us. I tried to get my gun, but if it was the grim reaper and his people, I will take this death. But when another lightning flash came, I saw a old woman and two other young girls with her. One with buns in her hair and the other with orange hair. The old woman just looked at me and Tiff before the younger girls picked us up and started to walk.

While walking, I looked around and tried to think of where we were going. I could ask. But I just as well enjoy the ride.

~A Hour Later~

When we were carried by the girls, I guess I took me a power nap. I was laid down on some kind of mat as I opened my good eye. I lifted my hands to feel my face and see that my bleeding eye was just bandaged up. This was great. I just shook my head and sat up to have my feet touch the ground beneath me. But when I tried to get up, my arm just felt like it was some how broken. I wonder how? With dirt and mud and some cuts. That could be the answer.

There was the same brown bun haired girl as she came infront of me and frowned. "Damn. It looks like it hurts. I can.... Try to stich it up or whatever." She said as I shrugged and sighed. "Anything to fix a guy up like me. It's Samuel."
"Renka."

Maybe hope is going for me.