Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-5842470-20170109045413

Ian remained quiet, nearly throwing up in his mouth at first. He walked over to one of the bodies that looked like a young female and attempted to purify it. At least this way, the body would be good enough for burial.

As his attempt fails, he is drawn to the sound of sobbing and tenses up. "Calm down, bird... It's probably one of the survivors. Let the poor wretch be."