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All is black&red,with death quietly looming above. Lifeless men walking beside me, past me, in front of me. I knelt by a still alien who was my best friend. All is gone. Dream-time&world-time got mixed up. Voices calling. I heaved myself up, leaving—my friend won't answer to his name no more. Henceforth he walked in the endless darkness beside me, a silent shadow. With this foreign 'gift' of murder that we could not un-learn, we slowly walked into our doom. Gradually i estranged myself, lost the ability to weave dreams, and now I'm a mad man. Nothing will ever be the same again. Only the ghosts of shadows&firelight remain burning in the Forest.

P.S. really wanna kill that Davidson bastard…