Amanda follows Seumas up the ladder, hoping that what she found would be enough to get them all away intact. She has never desired a shrapnel amputation. The private he mentioned - was that who had fallen in? She tried to remember her face because they've all fought together for so long - but like the name of the man before her, she can see it but cannot describe it. Well, she'll see it again in a bit.

[hider=Listen roll]
[url=http://orokos.com/roll/275098]Listen[/url]: [u]1d100[/u] [b]68[/b] vs. 35, fail[/hider]

The fog is thicker than it seemed from the bottom of the trench, as she cannot see anything, she realizes. There's fighting still going on, of course, but it all seems distant and far away somehow.