Jericho was walking on a train track. There was nothing around, just barren land. And the train track just laid over the huge mass of barren land. He stopped and took a breath as he heard the approaching train from far away. He could hear a heartbeat as he moved closer. He saw a young male laying horizontal on the train track.

His brown eyes were dead as he looked at the sky through his messy almond hair.

"Hey," Jericho lay beside him. He turned his neck and looked at him. Then looked back at the sky with a sad smile.

"Are you here to die too?" He asked in...