One day there was a man that was on his way to they death field to war with his archenemy on the other side waiting for him. He said to him self would I make it thought the war or will I die young. Than he said to him self again but he didn’t realize that he was In the middle of the war and he said out loud this war is so lame. And then there was this loud bang and he fell to the ground and said to himself why does this have to happen to me. Then he said duh I keep talking and stuff just happens. 5 minutes later he is in the hospital he said to himself am I dead and a man said no you are alive but you lost your leg in the war. The doc said to him how could you handle talking in the war it was time to shot and not talk to yourself. The doc said at least you are alive. But then the man that lost his leg woke up and looked around there where so many places that were gone. And he looked around and saw where he was. He was in the hospital bed looking at the doc that heard him talking to him self.