Chapter 2 - The Trouble with Foreas
I wouldn’t say that I was ever particularly happy or unhappy with where I lived on Earth. It just was. Having lived there my whole life I didn’t notice any natural beauty it had or any particular thing that many others would comment on, I simply took them for granted. Many of the things now that I was so used to seeing they didn’t even register I miss. Creatures jumping out of trees, freakishly over-sized super spiders, and that appears to just be the local fauna, which are the least threatening of what I’ve encountered make me miss all those other things.
I’m also finding myself doing things I would never have done if this was Earth. Drugs, for instance. I didn’t go into Twin Pillars expecting to do anything but restock on some ammo. That’s not what happened. All I was supposed to do was make a few deliveries to some men around Concordia Wilderness I didn’t exactly understand what I was getting myself into. As I was heading out Commander Taylor stopped me. I didn’t like the look he was giving me, not that I would have voiced that opinion to him. He asked me about some drugs; drugs that had been disappearing from the hospital. I didn’t feel so good after that. I told him I didn’t know anything about it. What else was there to do, right?
I mean, I suppose the other option would have been to turn them over but who’s he to say that the men I gave them to don’t need them? Maybe they weren’t in physical pain, but it’s a whole different game out there on the front lines than it is sitting back in a secured area. What we see isn’t natural and if we need something to keep our sanity than who are these “superiors” to tell us differently?
Enough of that though, I’m not going to question whether what I did was right all day. Besides, there’s so much more to tell. I went into Crater Lake Research Facility, and that’s when I really began to question just what is acceptable. I mean, I hate the Bane as much as anyone but still, there some level of humanity we have to retain right? That’s why I couldn’t turn him in. I’ve seen what they’ve done to us and the Foreans, turning us into mindless machines but still, we’re better than that. We can’t stoop to that level. There has to be other ways to get an edge in this war. And if there isn’t, maybe we would have been better off dying by the hand of the Bane than by our own madness.
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