Eden looked over at Day Z with glimmering eyes. Her figure was blurred, but he could hear her gasps of suffering. The web must've caused her an allergic reaction, unless the damned spider did something else to her. The state she was in jerked the tears out of him. At least, he thought, she's not been murdered. He couldn't wish life or death upon her. All he wanted for her was that her death wouldn't be so painful if she had to die.<br/><br/>Eden furrowed his brow at what Rye said to the camera. He didn't understand what he found so admirable about himself. He was as useful as an umbrella during a tornado. He cared aboug Rye's survival, even if he didn't. He was able to drink the water Rye gave to him. All it did was moisten his throat, but he was satisfied with that. He grabbed his ration with his trembling hand and ate it, chewing thoroughly before swallowing. A few minutes later, the throbbing in his stomach was too much to bear that Eden made himself vomit in a corner.<br/><br/>The sadness that Eden could muster was all used up, leaving only despair. He didn't want to die, but he didn't want to stay either. He wanted to go home and see his family once more, but knew that wouldn't happen no matter what he did.<span style="font-style: italic">They should at least</span>, he thought bitterly,<span style="font-style: italic">be given my body!</span>His swollen eyelids lifted to reveal bloodshot eyes, staring forward with a confused glare. "Why... don't they get... my body?" he whispered slowly between breaths. He stared at Rye as if he could provide him with an answer. "They can't bury me... with Amshel.  I w-want... to be with my brother." He couldn't feel any more sorrow, but he felt angry. He inhaled and exhaled to calm himself. It was useless to get more upset.<br/><br/>"No matter what happens," he said, making a weak smile, "thank you very much, Rye."<br/><br/>After breathing deeply for a while longer, Eden lied himself down on the cold dirt floor. It wasn't as cold as his body though. He undid the blue ribbon that tied his hair back, but it took a few minutes because of his violent trembling. He held the ribbon to his mouth and closed his eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe I'll see Amshel on the other side.</span>He furrowed his brow at this thought; there was something wrong with it.<span style="font-style: italic">No. Where Amshel is will be higher than I could ever be.</span>Eden thought about it a while longer and decided that he would belong in oblivion. Where nothing existed; not even darkness; not even himself. He almost felt attracted to the idea, much more than any heaven or reincarnation would.<span style="font-style: italic">An eternal sleep. Never waking up.</span>He sighed as oblivion wrapped its arms around him.<span style="font-style: italic">That sounds perfect.</span><br/><br/>Eden didn't respond to Rye.