Do I Know You?

The ringing in your ears was all you could hear…the explosion rocked you beyond your core and sent you flying into a transport truck that was now a burning mess.

You look around trying to get a sense of where you are, what you are doing here…and you see a group of heavily armed military men running towards you.

They are all frantically saying something to you, but you can’t hear a thing…and you immediately think “just what the hell am I doing here…in a war zone for fucks sake!”

You vomit, profusely, on whoever’s boot’s those are…a tall man wearing…a skull mask? Things are feeling more bizarre by the second, but piecing all of this together will have to wait, because you are passing out…on your way to the ground like a lead weight.

You wake up in a hospital bed, the sound of monitors humming and beeping, an IV in your arm and a headache from absolute hell, and a man sitting next to your bed, his head laying on the side of your bed, apparently fast asleep…his bucket hat covered in dust and black ash and wreaking of cigar smoke which is making you nauseous.

“Who the fuck are you?” you blurt out without even thinking…