Jun 28, 2006 19:53
I'm used to awakening in strange places and not knowing things. It's not so bad; there are things that happen when I'm asleep that I really don't want to know.
I've never seen London myself, just pictures, but I'm pretty certain this isn't it. First, it doesn't look anything like any of those pictures, and second, that city was supposed to be a war zone, and this one is not.
As far as I can tell, anyway.
Maybe our mission was changed at the last minute, and we were sent somewhere else. Or maybe we've already been to England, and this place is the location of our next assigment. Maybe the war is over.
The last thing I remember before waking up here was closing my eyes in Amiens; I wish I knew how long I've slept since then. Heinkel would know, if I could just find her. I keep thinking if I stay put for long enough, she'll come back, or someone else will. Someone would have to be here with me; I'm not given solo assigments.
There's something ticking. I can't tell where it's coming from; it almost sounds like it's everywhere, and it keeps getting louder. It's starting to frighten me.
I don't know where this place is, but I don't think I like it.
heinkel,
awakenings,
alone,
london,
tick-tick-tick