Fragments Chapter 14 Page 35

The battle still rages around him. His head is spinning and he looks up at Moe who continues wading through the horde like a machine… his rifle feels heavy and he can only watch as it falls from his hand.

He recognised this feeling, this fuzziness as he lost control of his mind and body and reaches to pick the rifle back up, maybe he could take out a few more. But his hands are shaking, trembling to the extent that he can’t control his fingers to grip anything. His sword feels heavy too and with great effort somehow manages to slide it back into its sheath on his back before he dropped it. He can only kneel there drooling as Moe continues to fight. Everything seeming so slow.

So this is how it happened? And that’s where I lost Mikey.