A dead shall live.

My slain shall rise again.

Awake and sing Ye that dwell in dust For that I do is like the do off the morning and the earth shall give birth to her death.

I need a ride back to the house.

I forgot my checkbook to pay the funeral Director.

He said it's all taken care of my home.

Anonymous donor.

All those circuses back east tearing an empty box.

They don't know how to honor except as a soldier.

I failed him.

Why?

I won't fail him and help me find the others like you.

Perhaps they don't want to be found.

They were no fight.

We have to stand together.

100 years ago, I walked away from mankind from the century of horrors.

Man made a world were standing together is impossible.

Man is still good.

We fight, We kill.

We betray one another.

But we can rebuild.

We could do better.

We will.

We have toe.