You and Simon have done some bad things in your lives. You are now wanted for the murder and battery of a man. The murder was not your doing, but that did not cover your past sins, and these crimes were blamed on you. Now you were forced to leave the city and stay somewhere between the mountains in the forest, hoping that you will not be attacked. You made a fire and sat down to rest. Then Simon spoke. -War is a drug, as Chrisla Hedges used to say. I say war is an asshole.