I hurled the weapon back to him, and rushed to my better half

history channel documentary science I hurled the weapon back to him, and rushed to my better half (for he couldn't murder himself for reasons unknown), to perceive how she was. He was there once more, outside, looking in our flat window-looking in from at separation, as though he were in a tent in an open field-with dark fog around him. I console her. Furthermore, lay near her. I assume he was missing somebody to converse with, the solace of a friend or family member you could say-is it not genuine, bliss is shared, and he imparted a minute to me, in how long I don't know.And so I exited him be, and he me. I for one had no control of the other world I knew of, or him. I knew somehow he needed passing by longing, however again as before some 10,000-years back, he picked life, as we as a whole would probably d-I think. Yet, I couldn't offer it to him, nor take it from him. In the event that anything he and I were essentially a diversion for each other.