i was bored in camp... so sue me...

Damien: Hey man...
Nathaniel: Hey...
Damien: so what are you here for?
Nathaniel: sta... stabbing... You?
Damien: gouging someone's eyes out...

**awkward silence**

Nathaniel: so... What happens now?
Damien: we wait...

And then it starts... A faint rumbling in the distance grows into a feral machine roar... The rusty iron rack they are on trembles with the incoming onslaught. The sound becomes deafening as an cloyingly sweet chemical cleanser washes over them and they are pressure jetted by nearly scalding water. It was over before they know it, the water all but steams away from their naked bodies even as they were wiped down by unknown hands.

As soon as they were cleansed, damien and nathaniel gets thrown into a cell to be joined by many others. All the faces were strangely vacant, with no signs of what they had previously been doing. Old-timers who have been in and out so many times they no longer show any remorse. Nathaniel turns around to grab hold of his new found friend, but damien is no where to be found... They have been seperated in the chaos. Lost, scared and all alone, nathaniel sinks into a corner and starts to shake.

It was all a mistake... He shouldn't be here, it wasn't his will that made him do it... He was just an instrument in the hands of giant that holds all and controls all... Thoughts of all kinds flashed through his mind at- he utters a silent scream as he was manhandled into another unknown location squeezing his eyes shut with fear... Linen...

Soft linen... nathaniel dared a peek at his surroundings... he was thrown onto a make shift bed, but at least there was an attempt at hygiene... "hey" nathaniel spun around so quickly that his eyes took a while to catch up, "damien!" his ragged voice barely coming through as he jumped damien, hugging tight and not letting go...

That night, they slept in tight embrace while wrapped in a cocooned bundle of the sheets, their heads barely poking out in a cute way. Nathaniel fell into a deep dreamless sleep, safe in damien's arms, safe for now...

In the morning, as damien rubs his nose against nathaniel's back...
Nathaniel: say... What happens now?
Damien: hmmm?
Nathaniel: to us i mean, what do we do?
Damien: we wait...

-end-

note: The feral machine roar came from a dishwasher... Go figure it out...