Kitara sat on the edge of the roof of a building she once called home, in a city she once knew as Aersa. But it was neither of those things now. Aersa had been in ruin for 4 weeks now. Many were dead, many more were still walking the one lively streets, empty husks of what once was. Dead, but still animated. What were they? Kit couldn't say, but they were murderous, hungry and impossible to kill.