*wakes up, and goes back out into the desert*
hmm....
*grabs an acoustic guitar from his tent, and begins to play it, then thinks of what david had said to araby as he was leaving*
somethings not right about him, hed never say that, even as myth, or z, or any of his alternate personalites...
*continues playing it while thinking*
could the tier fives finally have gotten to him? hmm..
*plucks a few chords on the guitar* thank goodness for guitars...