"Throwing him into an active volcano should get rid of him."
David muttered to himself as he wheeled the rickety wagon up the steep mountain trail.
Daniel was chained up once more, and had yet to regain his wits.
"He healed from my shotgun just fine."
Quartermaster was there too, just ambling along as if this was an everyday occurrence.
"He has weird powers."
David reasoned as he stopped pulling the wagon, it looked like the trail was too rocky up ahead.
"I'll carry him."
David hoisted Daniel over his shoulder, not realizing what was going on back at camp.
"Volcano's just ahead here."
Quartermaster led the way, moving quickly for someone of his supposed age.
Daniel's eyes snapped open.