The cold repetition of a drop of water falling down from a hole in the cover provides moisture in an already damp environment. The disgusting smell of blood, along with a squish of dirt and wounds, was so terrible that tears could be falling from anyone's eyes at any moment. The sound of the wheels clicking and clacking as it moves on never lets anyone have a wink of sleep as the covered carriage moves on. Meanwhile, deep in their hearts, fear and despair have begun to take grip as attempts of denial start to appear.
Unfortunately, no matter how they shouted for their god and mercy, nobody came, and all that remained was the breathing and movements of the ghouls. Since that time, their entire world has been completely covered in a sea of darkness. A world where nothing gets and nothing gets out, all in and not out.
