In detail, you’re in a deep forest once again, the inescapable location, you thought. It is still evening, so the sky is asleep while the stars and the moon carry on with their businesses. In this dark forest, you are in an ancient cabin with your wounded lover and the other nations who were involved in the ordeal from the building. You have decided not to cry as long as Oliver suffers, knowing that you have no right to manifest your own suffering when you have caused even more of the pain.
And in this cabin, a very wise, old woman lived and tended to these countries. Even Al asked, “Uh, so why does the old hag have an ambulance?”
Arthur scolds, “Oh, you little wanker; show some respect! She’s our doctor for God’s sake! Where do you think Matt Williams attained all of his medicine for you? A country cannot remedy himself with simple human medicines!”