Skies dull where they once where full of life, light had shown through those clouds just months ago.
A year has gone since the light was present, now a dark path is ahead of you.
Dark figures suround you, they attemp to push you to your limit.
Vultures steal from your pockets, you let them in hope for a better future.
You see faint light, the dark road has come to an end, there are hundreds there to congradulate you, a man hands you a paper, your life has begun.