Walking along Michael couldn't help but to wonder why this landscape infuriated him so. It wasn't the bleakness, that bothered him, it was something else...<br/><br/>Then it happened, the vertigo, and the ground shaking. Surprisingly, he stood as others fell, but even his stout frame couldn't remain standing against mother nature's fury. Falling to the ground, Michael grabbed his left knee. The pain was almost unbearable for a moment he thought he would black out. But something rises from deep within and he grits through the pain, suffering it but remaining conscious, praying it would soon fade.