Magnus Part 4

We had won the war this time. 

It was some years after the fatal incident that had killed my fellow soldiers and had scarred me for life. The aftermath was more devastating that I can ever imagine. Not a single soul survived that day, only I did and I had often wondered why that was. Maybe, my destiny was to die that day, but by some miraculous turn of events, I was alive. 

If I had not been forced into drinking, if I remained sober despite everyone's insistance, maybe I would not have left the party early. I was determined to stay till the end….and maybe help the drunks get back to the tent. What would have happened if I had stayed? I would surely have identified the smell that offsets the release of thr poison. I could have foreworn my colleagues, maybe even help them rush off towards the tent, away from the smoke.