As I pull my string back once more, I see an arrow fly toward me. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my chest. My bow drops to the battle ground and I soon follow. My eyes fall shut as I am hit with a wave of pain.

 I wake up on the ground in a dark room. The floor seems smooth, but I don't. I jolt up to realize that I am not just skin and bones, I'm just bones. I'm just a skeleton, but I had something in my right hand. It was my bow! I had died on the battle field, now I was just a skeleton in a dark room with the sudden urge to kill humans. 

 I hear footsteps come toward me when I see a torch being placed on what looked like a stone block. I drew up my bow and started shooting at this new being. They looked block like. I kept gaining more arrows as one left my bow, it seemed as if I didn't have to reload myself. The block like figure pulled out a blue sword from no where and, within the blue figure hitting my three times with the sword, I died.