It was a Scout campout. Adolescent boys cooking for themselves, over fires that they had lit, after collecting the wood, splitting it, laying the fire... and setting the tinder. Then, assembling the meals, from menus that they had selected, and cooked from scratch. Then, washing the dishes, themselves, in orderly groups, and, having sanitized everything, putting it away in an organized fashion.Yeah, me too. I couldn’t hardly believe it, either. But, it happened. Just as it happened in Scout camps. He never should have layed his hands on you. You were so innocent and he violated you, I left to find him to make him pay. I was going to rip his throat out with my bare hands!" Nate's eyes were ablaze, it scared me that he had left to go kill the man who had rapped me 6 years ago. " It was too late though, he killed his self 3 moths ago. Some part of me felt sorry for him but the other part knew he deserved to die. Nate voice broke my thoughts " We need to hunt, I should have never left you. The deeper you look into the swirl the more heavy and relaxed your body becomes. That’s it, so very deep now?so very deep. You can feel your eyelids getting heavy now. You have a need to close your eyes; they are so heavy and sleepy now. You feel so heavy and so sleepy. You are heavy now. You can’t keep them awake any longer.? Her eyes began to flutter. She was having a hard time keeping them awake. Eventually she just gave in to it and let them close. ?Very good my dear, you just. You could possibly provide that edge." She said. "So don't try to lighten the mood, we can't afford it."I nodded "Okay Major, lay on and be dammed he who says enough." I misquoted.We arrived at a door on which Nichole knocked. "Come in." The voice from inside said. She opened the door and we stepped into a small office. Filing cabinets lined one wall, a large screen – split into several smaller pictures – was on another, and a window looked out onto Nelson's Column. There was a door and a large.