Aiden knew he wasn't doing a good job on explaining the situation when he couldn't feel the uneasy diminish. He wanted to do something, he truly did, but then, it wasn't like he could bring the dead back. And anything other than that wouldn't exactly fix the situation, no matter how much he wanted it. He opened his mouth to say something else, although he wasn't sure what, when a loud sound interrupted him.<br/><br/>His heart skipped a beat and his mind went blank for a moment, the fear rushing inside him. What was that? Surely it couldn't have been... Gulping down, he stood up, following the two girls to the source of the sound, all color draining from his face when he saw the boy below the trees. He recognized him.<br/><br/>Guilt threatened to weight him down, but he took a deep breath and stepped forward, kneeling down and trying to feel the pulse. There was nothing.<br/><br/>He sat down, barely keeping himself from punching the ground.<br/><br/>"He is dead." he said, his voice hoarse. It was obvious, but then, it only became real when he heard himself say it.