This is the end. Everything is dead. Villages in ruin with only skeletal remains left, no water or plants in sight, not even the sound of the Sand Doles, only silence. You are the last survivor but your time is running out. You sit in the shade provided by a boulder, waiting for your end when you see a young boy walking in the distance. He's carrying the corpse of a small dog in his arms, his expression is unreadable. There's no one else around.