Chapter 22

I wake up inside a horse drawn wagon beside other wounded. I pick myself up and stagger out of the wagon, the smell of factory smoke and urine and feces fill the air, city smells we called them. I guess we had returned to Iasi then. “Molag!” it was Lurti calling. “You’re finally awake” He says while handing me his water bottle. “I was out?” “Nearly a whole day, you’ve been asleep since we left Gravlin Valley.” “What happened?” “We had to fall back, the Company lost a hundred men.” “What? They were just damned scavengers?” “I know but those strange weapons, the ones that charged at us. We were not prepared for that.” “Providence’s name, what were those things anyway?” “I don’t know brother, let’s get you to the tent, we need you rested.” Lurti brought me back to the squad tent where we first stayed during the end of the Long War. It was as messy and unkempt as when we left