"Every day he comes and every day he watches. They don't say a word and he wonders if they ever will. She speaks first, on the thirteenth day not that he's counting . It is almost ironic." A prequel to "Crushed, Yet Unbroken". Three-shot.

"Every time I put food into my mouth, I taste ashes. Every time I drink, I taste blood. Every time I close my eyes, I see images of the dead and dying – friends and comrades that are ghosts of my memory. And every time I go to sleep, I dream of him."