"I'm not..." Jack paused, trying to think of what to say, struggling with words that didn't quite come, and then tried again. "They teach us to expect the unexpected. To be prepared in the face of enemy fire for what may come. I don't think this is what they meant, though."
He was glad for the jacket he wore, because he felt cold now, the heat from the flames receding back into something else. He should be dead, either by fire or time, and yet he was standing here displaced and dislodged. "I don't know what to do."
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Date: 2009-05-27 09:14 pm (UTC)He was glad for the jacket he wore, because he felt cold now, the heat from the flames receding back into something else. He should be dead, either by fire or time, and yet he was standing here displaced and dislodged. "I don't know what to do."