*A US military copter flies low to the ground coming out of nowhere and hovers only a few feet off the ground while a single soldier jumps out decked out in full drab camo utility uniform, belts of ammo criss-crossing over his chest, and carrying a M16 rifle in his arms ready to shoot at a moment's notice. He crouches low as he runs from the copter
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... Alfred?
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... Are you North or South?
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*gains her consciousness back*
A-Alfred, lower your gun. It's Saigon.
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I was expecting to be dropped into the northern territory so I didn't expect to see you here. But this doesn't look like the proper landing zone. It's not a jungle at all.
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Landing zone? Jungle?...
And why are you holding your rifle around like that?
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Have you been drinking Alfred? You used to when you're at my place before. *remembers the "we" and hopes he didn't bring back the memories*
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*shakes her head, thinking that Alfred is saying nonsense*
You---You don't need to shoot anyone here Al. Do you even know where this is?
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My guess is that this isn't Vietnam. The plants around here don't look the same and it's actually a bit chilly rather than the jungle I was in a moment ago.
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*She tries to link all - uniforms, rifle, war, Vietnam, jungle and non-drinking mood... She comes to a conclusion but still thinks it's impossible... so decides not to talk about it.*
The Vietnam War, it's over Al.
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*silence for a minute*
What year is it now Alfred?
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*blinks, thinking "So my assumption is right?!", and then takes a deep breath*
Alfred, it's 2008 now. No longer Tet Offensive. It's over.
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