Their eyes were bloodshot and void of understanding.

“J-John where is Agent Dugg and Loren?” Pete hesitated to ask, a shake in his tone.

John slowly shook his head. “Dead.”

Pete moved carefully closer to John, but when he started screaming, everything went wrong.

John fell into a fit of tears. “I can’t unsee their blood. I can’t stop their cries from infiltrating my mind! Make it stop!” He shouted, desperately.

“John, it’ll be okay—“

“No it won’t. They had no chance of living, but I did? No. I should be with them.”

Survivors guilt.