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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 18, 2010 11:56:30 GMT -7
Roe sat against the fence pol in exhaustion. He'd been checking on the freed prisoners all afternoon and it made him feel terrible. He couldn't believe that they'd gone through this torture and survived. HE looked up to see Shifty walking towards him.
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Post by Darrel "Shifty" Powers on Apr 18, 2010 12:01:27 GMT -7
Shifty walked through the crowd of starving newly freed prisoners, and looked around, his eyes looking over the hobbling men. They looked horrible, and the young man's heart sank as one of the men stopped and hugged him, pulling him close to his sunken body, which felt like he was only skin and bones. Shifty wanted to pull away, but the man needed to feel that he was safe.
After a few moments of the embrace, the Polock let go and hobbled away, leaving Shifty there, watching him. The male's heart sunk even further, if that was possible, before he spotted Roe sitting on the ground. Shifty sighed, before walking towards the medic. "You okay, Doc?"
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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 18, 2010 12:03:59 GMT -7
Roe looked up at Shifty and replied, "I've felt better."
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Post by Darrel "Shifty" Powers on Apr 18, 2010 12:11:02 GMT -7
Shifty frowned, and swung his rifle from his right shoulder to his left, before sighing. " This ain't right. Treatin' people like this...just ain't right."
The male looked around, at the handful of soldiers who volunteered to stick around, like himself, and the ones who were ordered, who looked just as haunted. Some of them handed water and little bits of food to the prisoners, who downed them quickly. Others tried to speak to them, which was futile, since most of them didn't know english, and only a few of the soldiers were bilingual. " What do you think we're gonna do with 'em?" Shifty asked, turning back to Roe with saddened eyes.
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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 18, 2010 12:20:22 GMT -7
"Probably find a place in town to keep them till we can get them to a hospital for treatment. I don't know after that."
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Post by Darrel "Shifty" Powers on Apr 18, 2010 12:26:42 GMT -7
Shifty nodded, before squatting down and covering his nose with his hand. The smell was horrible, and no matter what he put over his face, the smell wouldn't go away. The smell of rotting, burning and decaying flesh filled the air, and Shifty could feel his stomach squirming, threatening to come up. But he fought it down.
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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 18, 2010 12:29:51 GMT -7
Roe noticed Shifty covering his mouth. He knew the stench was more than most could take but Roe had smelled decayed flesh before. He'd grown up helping his grandmother treat people. She'd trained him to take over from her one day. He put a hand on Shifty's shoulder and said, "It's okay to fell disgust. I'm not surprised you stayed here to help."
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Post by Darrel "Shifty" Powers on Apr 18, 2010 12:35:35 GMT -7
Shifty took a breath, though he wished he hadn't seconds later, when the stench filled his nose once again. " It's just surreal to me, you know? How people can do somthin' like this....it's...." he started, but he couldn't put it into words, all the emotions and thoughts flying through his mind as he and Roe sat there, just out of the thick of things.
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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 18, 2010 12:40:04 GMT -7
"I don't know Shifty. It's evil. That's what it is. Hitler just unleashed evil to the world."
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Post by Darrel "Shifty" Powers on Apr 19, 2010 9:40:23 GMT -7
Shifty nodded. Roe had just summed it up.
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Post by Eugene Roe on Apr 19, 2010 15:48:50 GMT -7
"You ok? You can go back tot own if you wish."
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