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(Thread for Nathaniel, and whoever else he runs into).

Nathaniel quickly walked along the side of the road. His thoughts, scattered yet focused, were about the past. The last six months hadn't been a pain - they had been something much, much worse. From the friends he'd lost, to the damages he'd suffered, Nathaniel was now a broken man. His face wore a grim and stern expression - a look that had gone unchanged for weeks. He knew that all that lied ahead of him was misery. Yet, he couldn't give up. If he did, everything would've been for nothing... No. He had to move on. He had to try again, had to make it back. He had to survive.

One of them approached him from far behind. Great. He sped up a bit, walked away from it. He didn't want to handle more death that day. One of those days, something will change, he hoped. Maybe this endless cycle of death and suffering will stop repeat itself? Nathaniel was, in fact, right. Something was about to change. Unfortunately, it was not for the better. No, what waited for him in his future would make him long for these days of tedious killing and eternal walking. Ugh, Nathaniel thought to himself, as he continued down the road, long abandoned and now devoid of all life. I shouldn't have gone to America.