A/N: Some of the following images might be considered graphic.

"I tried to break the spell--the heavy, mute spell of the wilderness--that seemed to draw him to its pitiless breast by the awakening of forgotten and brutal instincts, by the memory of gratified and monstrous passions. This alone, I was convinced, had driven him out to the edge of the forest, to the bush, towards the gleam of fires, the throb of drums, the drone of weird incantations; this alone had beguiled his unlawful soul beyond the bounds of permitted aspirations.

Heart of Darkness//Joseph Conrad

In Peru, Jim thought he'd lost his mind.

Their Huey had gone down. He doesn't remember much about that. As best he can figure, the insurgents found them first.

It's odd, though. He doesn't remember an explosion or anything spectacular like that.

He remembers a whistling noise, like fireworks, and then a flash of metal outside the 'copter doors. He remembers thinking, serenely:

'That looks like a piece of the blade.'

And it had been, most likely, because the next thing he remembers is lying on his side, still strapped into the Huey. It wasn't right though, because he wasn't…he wasn't on his side. The compartment was the thing that was tilted: a sharp angle to reality.