When you live in despair and the only way out is putting a gun to your head and pull the trigger. A man will come, a man with a solution for all the pain your having.

But also a man who stops everything and let you die in the meantime. At least you don't feel pain at all. Nobody who has encountered this man can live to tell how he looks cause nobody has survived the touch of death..

It starts with the present what unfolds to the future and then comes the past. The past what haunts even the strongest of mind. The things you've done become a hard thing to handle or even overcome.

That's how it started for Charles and it still is that damn hassle for him to just be free of his past. Everyone tells a better story but it's him who have done those things. It's him who hurt and killed those innocent people.

The blood, he still sees their blood on his hands!
The screams, he still hears the children scream!
The cries, he still hears the woman cry!

Things ain't looking up for him, not at all. He suffers from P.T.S.D for his own stupid and bloody mistakes. Just because someone said...