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Life is interwined with the barbedwire fence. Electricity powers through bringing all life that touches it to its end. Rain rides on the metal, making sparks dance. The rain drops dripping from the barbed wire, to the moist ground. The evening was silent and the moving world around seemed distant. Her eyes scanned the surrounding, in fear she slowly stepped forward, staring into the mangled mess. Calapsing to her knees, tears cascading down her face, she grabbed the hands of the deceased as she began to fall apart. Her heart was pounding loudly and her screams were even louder. The body lays strangled, lifeless, and with nothing else to give.