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Taking the gun with a nod, he laid the weapon on his lap and sat on a log, but kept his back flush with the wood so that he would not fall asleep. He stayed like that for hours, thinking softly to himself. HE was mainly struggling with getting the memory of what happened to him out, but it was hidden under hte haze of his condition. Annoyed, flustered, and not a little angry, he sat there, racking his brain furiously for answers. This helped him to stay awake, but he made no progress as to what it was he saw. Even more annoyed, he looked over at the girl who had saved him and had to admit, if only for a second, she looked peaceful in a chaotic world. A world where people like him were forced to do things he would never had seen himself doing anywhere else. She looked like she had been through the second stage of the war, not the first. The first one was the most brutal of all. HE was alive at the start, and joined it at the end.