COD: Task Force 141 ch.5-1
Training Day - Part 1
Gary fidgeted in his deep slumber. His mind ran rampant and flashed unpleasant images before his mental vision. He was a young boy again, close to the age of ten, garbed in his little tux. Why he was wearing it, he couldn't say. His face was soft, and his brown eyes big with life.
The room was shrouded with a thick, intoxicating layer of haze; furniture only became visible when he was in touching distance. Something suddenly clicked. He knew this room, he had seen it before, but his thoughts couldn't place it
so it's familiarity was completely irrelevant, but it severely bothered him. The youthful vision of himself continued through the fog, uncaring of the surroundings, whatever they may be. He had no control over his legs, they just advanced him further. His face contorted with aggravation. What was going on?
The more he walked the more he began to see people, people he knew. Friends and relatives, all from different sides. But something was odd. They all j