It was another day— OH GOD. OH GOD. THERES BODIES EVERYWHERE. BLOOD. BLOOD. YOU’RE DRENCHED IN BLOOD. THEY’RE DEAD. THEY’RE ALL DEAD— you’re in the showers. You’re clean. You’re dressed again. You’re laying down. You’re silently crying. The man above you, James, wasn’t actually in the bunk above you, as you thought he was. He was actually getting some water. He walked back to the bunk, and saw you. Crying.