“I never asked before – I never really thought I would have to ask so soon, but I must ask, is it the fear of death really the one thing that bounds us from living are lives.” said Rachel.

“I never really had to ever think about that one Rachel, but I guess it is quite true in a way.” Alex replied.

“I guess we will never know the meaning of it all; we rest our weary eyes once again and wake up to a desolate fairground.” Rachel spoke with a tear crossing down her cheeks.

Alex and Rachel spent their days up on Mount Ridge, watching as the skies filled with smoke.