The Free Will of Pigs

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Rachel opens her eyes to see it is now night. the blurry night sky hurt her eyes at first and triggered a ringing in her ears.

"where am I?" she says to herself

"ou'reyay inyay ethay amesay ieldfay ou'veyay eenbay inyay allyay ayday" a strange voice says

"what?" rachel says in confusion

"sorry, pig latin" the voice clears his throat

Piggy walks out from behind some trees

"you're still here? I must've been out for hours.. where's everyone else?" rachel asks

"Harley ran off with some lesbian, Peppa threw some shit at you as she was kidnapping Carl, and you guys left Hamberger by herself back at the well" Piggy responds

"what? I dont remember anything" rachel says as she scratches her head

"you have a concussion, Rachel. you were hit in the head by an egg and some flying shit, its normal to experience some memory loss" Piggy says

"im so dizzy"

"come, sit. I built a fire" Piggy leads Rachel behind some trees to a firepit made out of some stones with a good sized fire residing in it. Rachel sits on the ground near the fire to warm herself. piggy takes a stick from the ground and tosses it in the fire.

"why did you stay for me?" Rachel asks quietly

Piggy takes a seat next to Rachel

"Who else was going to? Everyone else got caught up in thier own shit and forgot about saving Carl. who knows where he is now. I didn't wanna leave you alone so I made you a place to recover and get your head straight-ish so we can get back on track. if I didn't, where would I go? home? I don't wanna go back to that shitty well. Or the toilet. Or the forest where everyone hates us because of Carl. I dont even know where Carl is. I dont have much of a choice anyways. None of us do. We all believe we are in the drivers seat of our own mind and we can drive wherever we want, but upon a little introspection we realize we are merely following a built in navigation system that exceeds our knowledge and understanding of anything humanly, or perhaps, in my case, pigly possible. sure, I wanted to stay with you. but did I want to want to stay with you? even then, did I want to want to want to stay with you? free will is an illusion. we're all gonna die. that's just another choice we don't get to make."

Rachel stays quiet for a moment trying to take in what piggy said

"Piggy, I never knew you felt that way... are you ok?" rachel says

"no, Rachel. I dont think so" Piggy responds with his head down

Rachel scoots closer to Piggy and hugs him from the side, this is the first positive human affection he's had in years.

"I'm not sure if I have a choice, but I'm here for you, Piggy" Rachel says with actual emotion in her voice

"thank you"

there was another silence, the crackling of the fire filled it partially. Piggy and Rachel looked up at the stars.

"he's out there somewhere, we'll find him-" Rachel says

"wait.." Piggy says all of the sudden

he stands up and sniffs the ground with his pig/dog nose

"give me your shit"

"what"

"on your face, the shit"

Rachel scratches her forehead and dried shit crumbles off onto her hand. she cups it and holds it to Piggys nose and let's him sniff. Piggy sniffs the feces and then sniffs the air around them.

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