A lone survivor...
The man lay under the rubble of torn buildings. Waking up to a distant yet close sound, one of both explosions and the calm ringing of piano music, the man rose, head bowed, a single teardrop escaped his eyes. Gaining courage and determination, he clenched his fists, vowing to make something of his life, to start anew. But there remained some unfinished business. He thought of his wife and children. He had to do it. For them. With a newfound devotion, he wiped the tear and walked, head held high, to seek retribution...
For them.