The Stuff of Nightmares Part 13
In a blinding flash he remembered.
His name had been Steven. Lieutenant Steven Bremmer.
Steve.
Why hadn't he remembered it before? He must have known it. Steve had shared his cell for weeks, had talked about his family, had been there when he had been brought back from interrogation...
He stopped thinking and just sat, staring blankly into nothing. He did that sometimes when he remembered. It hadn't happened for a while now.
He stayed silent in the darkness of his empty house. There were things that he couldn't remember.
Wouldn't.
The gentle breath on his cheek spoke its name.
In a blinding flash he remembered.
His name had been Steven. Lieutenant Steven Bremmer.
Steve.
Why hadn't he remembered it before? He must have known it. Steve had shared his cell for weeks, had talked about his family, had been there when he had been brought back from interrogation...
He stopped thinking and just sat, staring blankly into nothing. He did that sometimes when he remembered. It hadn't happened for a while now.
He stayed silent in the darkness of his empty house. There were things that he couldn't remember.
Wouldn't.
The gentle breath on his cheek spoke its name.