Mark then huddled closer to his friends grave, muttering phrases in latin, english and an unknown language. His sanity was breaking, seeing his friends body, so horribly mutilated and being attacked while in that distress, seeing the people he cared for in shock at his bloodlust. He then sat up and spun to face the grave stone..."sorry my friend...i should have stayed with you til the end..." Mark then fell on his back near the grave and slept. his entire body dranched in blood from the heinous crimes he committed. In a dream like state, he saw his friend being murdered before his eyes then replayed the senario of him destroying the lives of the others...his body was shaking...so much anger and mistrust flooded through him. The surrouding area around his body was slowly dying, his body killing the plants and the trees...