Logan made his way back to his friends going through the dense forest, it was already noon but there was no sign of the sun, the sky was gray with no sign of life. The trees seemed dull not even swaying their leaves to flaunt their beauty, not even the birds of air could be seen flying around, it was like even nature was mourning the life of the infant. Logan was lost in his own world, the pictures from earlier still fresh on his mind. Did he just kill his own son.