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A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
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When you pass out it isn't quite like sleeping. Your brain doesn't change it wave format and you don't dream. Instead you wake, unsure of how much time has passed, disorientated and confused. In Phil's case this was only half the problem. Groaning he held his hand to the back of his head. There was a large bump there. Nothing serious but enough that he felt a constant throbbing in the back of his head, and sharp pains everytime he moved.

A thin glancing light shone off to one side. Enough so he could make out a form in the darkness kneeling next to him but not much else. His side felt sticky and the burns from the day before still ached and sent thin shivers across his body. Phillip Ward was not in a good way. He felt like he could move but he didn't really want to. A thick wave of tiredness had wash across him and although his mind screamed at him to move, that the figure could be there to finish him off he could barely shift a few inches.

He opened his mouth to speak and croaked out a few words. "Who's there? Help me."

He hoped he had chosen right. That the shadowy figure before him was not the boy who lunged with his sword at Phil. He had only tried to protect others. He almost smiled at that. The schoolyard bully helping others, what a twist of fate. Still without finding anyone on the hockey team Phil had done it the only way Phil new. Beat up his opponents and make sure they didn't get close enough to beat up his team. He squinted trying to make out the movements of whoever was still with him. He couldn't see anyone else and it seemed like the person, whoever they were was rummaging through a bag, pulling something out. He hoped it wasn't a weapon.

A flash of white proved his fears unfounded, it was a bandage. They were there to help him. Right then and there Phil decided whoever it was, they would become his new team. He would protect them. Well, if he wasn't dying already and he wouldn't kill. That much he was sure about.

Phillip Ward was a coward, a brute and a bully. But he wasn't a murderer.
Sickness: Partially suicidal... very slightly because of my report, but mostly because Jason is dead. All of my personal issues stem from the fact that Jason Harris did not win SotF v4

William 'Woozie' Wu - "Hey Pheebs, you're amazing babe."

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