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"Regreting his death and grieving for a sick shell."
"That just makes them live."
In our last session you told me if you like taking pictures.
What kind of photos do you take?
Nature.
Wildlife.
You don't like too much in the city?
Have you ever taken a picture of a crow?
No./ Why not?
You know the reason.
Explain again to me.
Talk won't help.
The more often you talk about your memory,
The less that affects you.
Sit down.
I sometimes write poetry.
But you never write about Afghanistan?
There is nothing poetic about war.
Poetry is a form of sadness.
I will make a deal with you.
Your friend has a place in Highlands.
An artist retreat.
It will be empty all month. You spend time there.
When you return, I will find you permanent residence.
If you want things to improve, you must try more.
You know what the alternative is.
I don't want to go back to that foul place. It's a good facility.
Look, I've seen people who recover from this,
But never ignore the problem.
You have experienced it. It's not a good experience.
This is the address and the key.
I give you this.
With one condition.
You make a diary. Photos, poetry, anything.
Keep remembering what you are doing and what is the most important thing you feel.
Hello ?!
No.
Bastard. Bastard!
Think about it.
Think about it. Think about it
That's all here!
Think about it!
"Oh, little bird."
"You never knew it happened."
"The enemy is incomprehensible, but cruel."
"Glass window as strong as pointed wooden fence..."
"... for a body made brittle and smooth."
"You didn't ask for life. You don't know the signal of death."
"But both of them came without being invited."
"And destroy the magic and second their terror against your weak body."
"Now, it's not different like shells."
"Shocking, being dust."
Sorry about that, friend.
I can't let you do that.
What are you talking about?
We talk about birds and bees.
Or just birds, if you like.
This doesn't happen... You're not real.
Mature, Andrew.
You're not real! / Open your eyes!
While you still have it.
What do you mean? / You know what we mean.
They don't save us that day.
They save us for the last.
This doesn't make sense.
Reason?
Sense is so subjective.
And this...
This is not an ordinary bird.
Do you know what they say to me?
They say meat tastes more sweet when the spirit is dead.
Isn't that bad, Andrew?
Isn't that terrible?
They wait.
They wait until we...
I have to leave here!
Return to town. / Good, go.
Go where you like.
But they will follow us. They will come along.
Just like them follow us here.
They wait.
They wait on the tree.
Photograph them and they will finish us quickly!
Angela.
Damn... I saw something.
You are in a new environment, that is supposed to happen.
I don't think you will expect what I thought I saw.
What did you see?
My twin, my evil twin.
I talk to him.
I just want to go. I want to go out.
We both know if what you see isn't real...
Have you written?
Slightly. / Continue...
Remove everything that exists in your head into the paper.
"Mars, God of War rejoices in sharp redness..."
"... from this Earth Hell."
"Where worldly pleasures resound from whispers."
"Where humanity is cruelty."
"Lowered by duty."
"Here is dust and blood, rust and dark red."
"Elements that occur in the Devil's agreement..."
"... to inflate mud _ around the death pile."
"Larvae that are shed from creatures live, fused together with sand."
"What is great here? What is pride?"
"What do we prove by fighting?"
"What do we win with lose all that is worth having?"
"Our blood, our organs, our thoughts, our innocence,"
"Our beliefs in some good designs."
"Our past is trampled into scorching earth"
"Our future is damaged with a burden of life..."
"... after so many deaths."
And our condition is very good.
You're not real. / Right.
You already talked to Angela.
Angela is kind.
He meant well, blessed him.
But he never fought, right?
He never saw the arms of his friend, the feet of his friend,
His head must explode up as high as 15 meters in the air.
He never had to sit looking they squirmed on the ground...
... wonder when that will be their turn.
But I tell you. It's our turn now.
And we should get ready, Soldier.
I want you to leave.
We can't go.
We must be prepared.
For what?
To fight.
Don't be offended, Andrew
But we won't be able to kill them with poetry.
Especially with your poetry.
We will need axes and weapons.
We must remove our heads from sand and prepare to fight!
Fight, fight, fight!
The war is over.
No, not yet.
It's not over...
Because they won't be happy up to their black and sharp beaks...
... piercing into the white Our soft eyes.
Stop it!
If you don't believe me, take a look at your photos.
You will see it.
Hi, this is Angela./ Hi, Angela.
Sorry I can't accept phone calls now,
But if you leave a message, I will immediately contact you.
Angela, this is Andrew.
Look, I'm in trouble, I need...
I need help!
You must be male.
That's what you need.
Trust me now?
They are very terrible, right?
Half birds, half humans.
Creepy.
And very hungry.
Even ferocious.
Understand? Ferocious, crow.
Crows are fierce.
I must be crazy!
They are here!
Take their photos, then go!
I don't want to die.
You will die before the night ends.
Hello.
hello? / Hello, Angela?
Angela, Angela... Angels...
Am I your angel Andrew?
I don't understand.
Or am I one of them?
You are so nice to me.
Really? Or am I actually sending you to your death?
I don't understand.
Destruction produces despair...
Despair produces maturity...
You've been on a forked road...
Now join our on a silent plane...
... where we wait for to party...
Poetry is in pain...
... in pain...
I can't eat birds! I like birds!
I always like birds!
I won't eat birds!
Come on!
Basic bird fucker!
Come on!
I don't want it.
This ends. Understand? This is complete.
I don't want it anymore. I've had enough.
Stop doing it, I don't want that. I don't like it.
I don't want it, please leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
"Decay inside, Daing is destroyed..."
"... and watery white eyes don't see anything."
"Wallowing in the open, weak."
"Whining where they can find you."
"With claws, beak and hungry tongue."
"Looking for your sweet syrup."
"Give in to your illness."
"Don't delay again, surrender yourself to the crowd."
"You should be served cold and empty."
"They said they were full until they almost vomited."
"But they are ready for the third dish now."
I'm not hiding, I'm spying.
Monitor them, look for their weaknesses.
OK, of course.
Did you find something?
No.
They are stronger than what we think.
Do you know what they are doing?
They turn into crows and fly out of the window.
Who are they? What do they want?
They are vultures, servants of God who have died.
They monitor a plane that is quiet...
... feed the people who are on the branch road.
They suck from foul _ fluid that flows invisibly...
... from the wounds of the soldiers lost.
Lured by the scent of despair...
... they release the remains of from shallow ponds of life...
... and feasting on meat the remaining despair.
They taste you first, to see if you are cooked.
We should give up.
Forgetting this.
What? No, we... / Cowards.
A coward certainly has given up.
Brave fighters face death when it's time.
This isn't my time yet.
Do you like my poetry? / No, that's an amateur.
End it. Do it
We can't do it do this again.
Come on!
The best way to pass a new year, right? / Always disappointing.
This ./ Whiskey?
Right./ Alright.
Cheers!
Happy New Year, Burnsie.
And this is the firework.
Should old memories be forgotten
And it must never be remembered
Should an old acquaintance be forgotten
For long days that have passed
Why did you join the military?
Young, stupid, penniless... Join the military.
Do you like it?
Of course not! You?
If I'm brave, I've shot my own feet for a long time.
Really?
I will do it.
Get rid of your weapon, You will make yourself hurt.
Okay, you got me. Good.
You can't go yet.
You're not ready yet.
When you are ready, they will come.
"For those I leave once more,"
"I used to be long dead."
"I know you've been crying for it."
"Likewise with this _ my second death,"
"No need to grieve."
"I'm sorry, father, for my weakness."
"Mother, for my distance."
"Laura, I'm sorry already misled you."
"Deceiving you into thinking I won't change because of war."
"Actually, that doesn't change me."
"That devoured me."
"And makes me a ghost who can only haunt you."
"I've been wasted enough..."
"... and my existence will never be meaningful."
"Remember me before, forget me afterwards."
"And please, don't cry me..."
"... because I'm dead."
Please!
No, no!
Please.
They will come for you.
Don't let that happen. Save yourself!
Gosh!
Maybe I can stop them.
Do it.
Quickly, they almost come!
Do it.
Kill us, like you killed them.
Or I will do it. / No.
That's not my fault!
Our good friends are killed. / There's nothing I can do!
Please, end this.
End this now, I beg you!
I beg you!
You can leave now.
"I'm the worst enemy myself."
"Afraid of life, but afraid to die."
"So I have to defend myself against myself."
"Until my time arrives."
"To lose limbs and bones, I'm not very useful."
"Bombs that run should be able to explode at once."
"But I refuse."
Smile...
No!
We are trained for this.
For this reason we are born!
They think they can beat me, but that's not true.
I'm a soldier, I'm a man. I'm a deadly force.
Come on!
Take them in, friends!
Fast!
Kneel!
It's not this...
Come on!
What's the problem?
They are only a collection of meat!
Gosh!
What is this ?!
What is this?! / This is what we are doing!
Kill them!
What's wrong with you soldier? Come on!
Kill them! Fast!
Pull the trigger, soldier!
Shoot! Kill him!
Kill him! Finish him!
Do it! Now!
I don't want to. I can not.
I will do it.
If that's what you want.
But this won't be good. / No, stop it!
That's him, or you.
Who will die?
Are you sure?
Will you do it? Good.
Good!
Your turn!
Death!
Who are you?
My eyes!
They steal my eyes!
You!
You stole my eyes! / No!
The crows come!
Craig!
Bastard!
Craig. Craig!
Andrew.
Lee!
Craig.
You will be fine.
I beg you...
Friend, I have held you. Everything is fine.
Andrew.
Help me.
Friend, we will be fine.
They will soon remove us from here.
Andrew. Andrew!
Craig!
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