Tiger of the Sands
A Soldier of the US Marine Corps finds lost letters that lead him back into the past. There was a terrible war in the Middle East, and nuclear fallout occurred. Millions died. But wrapped up in all this, he falls in love with a woman he has never met.
Ch.5
*********Injection*********
Sasuke's POV
Last night was confusing. How did I end up all alone after being there with that beautiful woman? I don't know whether I was dreaming or what, but man was she perfect. I keep thinking about what she was asking me, "The letter." Maybe it was written for her, or is she the writer? I don't know, but I don't really want to stick around and find out. Well all I do know about this odd situation is that once it was black, and she wasn't there, I passed out on the floor. When I woke up, there was a very large welt on the back of my head. I think I hit something on my way to the floor. Well, whether she was real or not, my imagination knows what I like, ha.
I can't think. That situation last night has been blocked. I've hit the spike strips of life that God set down to stop me. But what in gods name was she doing here! Oh well, ill think about that later. But right now, I'd like to filter through some of those other papers I found in the chest. But as I was sorting them back out I could help but think that ever since I've been in Vietnam I have been thinking, isn't Vietnam a desert? Well, I guess fact is that it was a desert, like during World War II and stuff. But when the nuke hit it created some kind of fertile soil. I don't know, but it has kept me up at night before. I don't like thinking about what has happened in the places that I am at. It just doesn't seem right, especially if it's a bad thing that happened.
But it doesn't really matter what I think, I get told everything. But oh well. When I signed up for this job, I knew what I was getting myself into. Who knew it would lead me to a vegetated desert though. Well, since it rains more than 10 inches I think it is, a year, Vietnam isn't even a desert anymore. It's in the new climate zone of Tropical wet and Dry. I don't get it...I thought Nukes destroyed anything that was living instead of enhancing it. But what ever, I guess maybe this nuke had less radiation or something. I'm not much of a science kind of guy.
So anyway, after I sorted the newspapers into one pile, science experiments in the other, I was reaching in to the chest to grab one last paper when my finger got caught between the wall of the chest and the floor of it. That's when I realized that it wasn't the bottom of the chest. I always thought that the chest seemed a little short for the size of the outside, but I didn't suspect anything. So anyway, I lift up the piece of wood out of the chest, and once I look back down in the chest, there are what appears to be HUNDREDS of letters. I wonder if it's from the same person...
I reach in, and grab a hand full of envelopes and opened letters. As I sift through the empty envelopes I find short notes. But odd thing is, it's in the same hand writing as the very first letter was. I figure that if I found the other letter by mistake, I might have a chance on finding something on purpose. I grab and grab at the paper. I skim through what doesn't seem like very much importance. It looks more like science results of something; Pointless. So I throw those down, and grab another stack, a note that read:
Logan, progress has been made. Please share with the others. The virus is contained. -Allison
My question is virus of what? Hmmm, I don't really care; it's contained. But something that caught my eye is the name. Allison. When was this written? I can't find a date on these either, any of them! What the fuck is wrong with people and not putting dates on things. God, I just want to find one date!
I quickly shuffle through the stacks looking and looking for a date. Oh look another short note:
Logan, be careful. Don't enter the contamination zone. The virus has escaped. –Allison
Oh look, the virus escaped, how fantastic for me. Where is this contamination zone anyway? I hope I'm not in it now. Why am I getting so paranoid? Am I still freaking out about the woman disappearing last night...Maybe? Or maybe my head just hurts. Maybe I have a concussion. Ya I have a concussion, I'll go with that.
I take a nice long deep breath, and let it out. I need to see a doctor, and fast. I throw everything back into the chest, and leap up to my feet. As I slam the door on my way out, my head seems to get heavier and heavier, then it goes to being very light and fluffy.
"Mark?" I asked as I saw a blurred image of him.
"Ha, ya. How ya doing?" He just laughs as the doctor behind him checks my blood pressure.
"What happened?"
"Well, you took a hard hit to the back of your skull. You are having internal bleeding of the brain. Why didn't you consult a doctor once this happened?" The doctor asked as he replaced the gauze on the back of my head.
"Well, there kind of wasn't any doctor in the area I was at." I said while drooling all over my chin. The doctor just wipes it off like its no big deal.
"Where was this?" Doctor Baker asked.
"Over there," I point in the direction of the shack, "it's a little...shack with lots of pretty women." I can't keep my head strait.
"Well, how far in that direction?" Dr. Baker asked politely.
"About a mile. You cross a really pretty bridge to get there." My head is spinning, drool is pouring out of my mouth, and I'm dazed to where I can't even keep one word in my head.
I finally start to become myself again. Mark just sits there waiting for me to wake up.
"Sasuke...Sasuke..." His says my name time after time. I finally open my eyes and I see him holding a needle, "This could go the easy way, or the hard way. This needle is an injection of...um... of something that makes it so you can't lie. You can either tell me right off the bat, or ill force you to tell me. How did you just so simply "stumble" across the shack. Hmm, How?" He starts off with a stern growling talk, but then it leads into these high pitched screams.
I turn my head to avoid the high screams. "I don't know. I guess it was because if we were supposed to keep the base protected, than the boundaries should be patrolled. So I went out to secure the boundaries, and I found the shack." I keep my head turned as I glace into his eyes.
"LIAR!" He throws the needle into my neck and pushes the syringe down with his thumb. "Now...tell me the TRUTH!" He shouts, unaware that I was telling the truth.
The injection may impair my ability to lie, but it doesn't impair my strength. I throw myself at mark, pinning him on the dirt floor.
"I'm not fucking lying! What, you think I was running away to be with a woman?" I look at him in disappointment that he doesn't trust me.
"Well...maybe" he just looks up at me.
"Well, think a little before you throw yourself at the truth. Like I would really be out with a woman. We're on the brink of another fucking war man! Get a taste of...of" I jump off Mark in realization that there is a search team at the shack. I quickly remove all the IV blood shit, and dart out the tent. I need my wings to carry me. I have to make it there before they find the chest.
Hehe, i like this chapter. He gets way to paranoid. its funny :) Well anyway, let me know what you thing :) Have a good day :) :)
