They get her body.
Back to the encampment.
P:”What was that?”
R:”…”
I pull on his vest.
2 gunmen from the Academy aim for my head.
He waves his hand before them.
They lower their gun.
I get him closer to me.
P:”What was that?”
R:”…”
P:”…”
R:”You don’t get to know.
You don’t need to know.”
I punch him.
The gunmen aim for me.
Distressed.
P:”…”
I didn’t punch him hard enough.
R:”Would you…”
P:”?”
R:”Would do this again?”
He’s got his gun on my stomach.
I didn’t punch him hard enough.
He knows that.
I can ram his head off his neck.
He knows that.
P:”…”
R:”You have no name.”
P:”?”
R:”Nor the mean to find 1.”
P:”…”
R:”It is what you believe.”
A cracking noise…
Threat?
The body bursts.
The 2 pushing the trolley get burned.
It melts.
They put the fire away.
Fast.
Too fast.
They knew it was going to happen.
Why did she burst?
Why did she burn?
She comes from the forest.
The jungle.
I don’t know.
P:”What is this?”
R:”As you see.”
P:”What is this?!”
R:”…”
He moves my hand off him.
They get the burned body.
They get off.
We’re here.
In the jungle.
He sits on a leaf.
Dry leaf.
Large.
P:”Why did she burn?”
R:”That’s a proper question.”
P:”Why?”
R:”Well, I don’t know.”
P:”How can I trust that?”
R:”Go away?”
P:”?”
R:”You can’t trust me.
Will you go away?”
P:”…”
R:”…”
I sit next to him.
On the leaves.
R:”You have no name.”
P:”?”
R:”Nor the mean to find 1.”
P:”…”
R:”It is what you believe.”
P:”Last line?”
R:”Yes.”
I didn’t punch him hard enough.