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I don't know where I am.

I'm...I'd never think I'd say this, but I'm lost.

It like the reality I'm in is out of a dream. What I reach out for dissipates upon my touching it.

Looks like this is death.

Loneliness.

Abruptly, the darkness engulfing me begins tearing apart, revealing tiny shreds of lightness, and, before I know it, I am pulled from the darkness.

"What the…" I'm at a loss for words. My ears are ringing, and I feel a massive scar on my left temple, ending at the bridge of my nose. Upon getting on my feet, I wonder what happened. It takes my wife to tell me what happened.

"When I got back from my mission, you were lying facedown on the floor. I hauled you over to the medical bay." But then she hits back with a question of her own. "Why were you on the ground?"

"I...I…" I am at a loss for words. Until I breathe and tell her. "I...shot myself in the temple. I felt depressed over what went down with Sonade." Lanywe's eyes shoot wide open. "What happened?"

"Sonade didn't come back from Christophsis."

"Depressing, for you, I guess."

"Yeah. Yeah, I guess." I stroke her hair, and kiss her.

I return to the hangar bay, where my squadron is moping around. As I stare at the lush jungles of Yavin IV, a guy slaps me on the shoulder. I turn around, and there stands Luke Skywalker, lightsaber clipped to his utility belt. "Hey there, Commander," Skywalker speaks. "Woah, what's the scar for?" he says, pointing at my left temple.

"Mark of a suicide attempt. I'm not saying much more." I sigh. I'm not in the mood to tell anybody.

Eventually, I am called to the command center. I duly walk to the command center, where Princess Leia stands. I scowl, but she ignores that. "Commander, have you noticed how the Empire hasn't been fighting us recently?"

"Yes, I suppose you can say that."

"Well, it's time to harass the Empire again."

"Where?"

The princess reveals a holoprojector, and then pops up the image of a desert world with rings around it. "Geonosis."

"Count me in."

Our battle group of starfighters and bombers take off from Yavin 4, hell bent for Geonosis. It feels liberating to be in a cockpit again. Maybe I'll finally get my revenge for Sonade.