We had 2 people die at our school this year in a car accident. I didn't know them and didn't cry for them either. I couldn't understand why people that didn't know them cried. I don't think it's because they missed them, but more that just the concept of death frightened them to tears. The fact that someone can be here one day and be wiped from existence the next is profound and they couldn't cope with it. I guess that itself is worth crying for because of how personal it is to all of us.

That's what the "Vultures" reminded me of. Anways, this isn't a review so I'll just shut up now.