As time passed and I grew more comfortable in the back of the hole, I had nothing else to do than to let my mind drift, which, of course, meant I inevitably doze off without meaning to. It wasn't like I didn't feel the direness of the situation...or maybe I couldn't. It was hard to feel connected to this world sometimes, especially when I felt like I had a stronger connection to God and where I was going once I died. I had no family here, just friends. Lots of beloved friends. Who would I be so desperate to stay behind for?
The answer rose in front of my eyes, clad in well-oiled armor that encouraged the thinking that his silver hair was but a helmet shinier than the rest.